"Don''t treat our words like they''re nothing. If you dare stay in thispany, I''ll make your face uglier than a witch''s!" one of the women said.


    "We don''t want to make things difficult for you, but you''re in our way! And because of you, one of our friends is losing their spot. So tell me, don''t you deserve a beating?"


    "Keep your mouth shut. If you dare talk about this, we''ll ster your photos all over the inte. You''ll never be able to show your face again."


    As I approached, I overheard the vile threats those women were hurling at Felicia. Their words were cruel, dripping with malice.


    "What photos?" I asked in a low voice, startling the group of women.


    They turned to look at me. When they saw that I was just a casually dressed college student, their expressions rxed slightly, and they crossed their arms arrogantly.


    "And who are you?"


    Felicia saw me and quickly shook her head. "William, it''s fine. Let''s go."


    I didn''t move. Instead, I pulled Felicia behind me and said coldly, "I''m her boyfriend. And who are you to threaten her?"


    These women were undeniably beautiful, but their words and expressions were sharp and venomous.


    "Oh, so you''re this little slut''s boyfriend!


    "Perfect timing. Let me tell you, the girl group slots in ourpany are full. If she''s trying to squeeze her way in, she''s asking for trouble. You''d better take her and leave now. Otherwise, what happened today will only get worse in the future."


    I turned to look at Felicia and noticed the faint but unmistakable outline of a handprint on her cheek, partially hidden by her hair. Someone had dared toy a hand on her!


    I grabbed her wrist. "Felicia, who hit you?"


    Tears welled up in her eyes. "William, don''t ask. I''ll handle this myself. Let''s just leave, okay?"


    "Tell me first-who hit you?"


    She bit her lip and hesitated for a long moment before finally ncing toward the tallest woman in the group.


    The woman didn''t even flinch under Felicia''s gaze. Instead, she crossed her arms, smirked, and said, "I hit her. So what? I didn''t like her. She''s annoying. I wanted her gone so I pped her."


    I fixed her with a cold stare. "You don''t like someone, so you think you can hit them?"


    "That''s right. Got a problem with that?"


    "No problem."


    As soon as I finished speaking, I stepped forward and pped her across the face.


    I didn''t hold back. My palmnded with a heavy thud, and I could feel the bone of her cheek under my hand. She stumbled and fell to the ground from the force of the blow.


    ?


    The other women were frozen in shock, staring at me, too scared to move. They might have been arrogant with their words, but they were no match for me when it came to physical confrontation.


    "Felicia, who else hit you?"


    Felicia''s eyes were wide with fear as she pleaded, "Stop, William! Thepany


    has strict rules against members fighting each other."


    "If they''re not afraid, why should you be? Tell me who else hit you?"