Phoebe’s expression changed.
She knew that Thomas was not a person who would simply joke around. If what he said was true, Banshee had indeed been in the crowd earlier, and he had even targeted her.
She became so worked up that she almost cried. “What should I do? I... I’ve clearly become fatter now!”
Right then, the holy woman chuckled in resignation and said, “The girls in the tribe have been trying all kinds of ways to become fat, ugly, and old. Honestly, Ms. Mars, you’re not fat. Compared with others, you’re still gorgeous.”
It was a compliment, but it made Phoebe feel extremely gloomy at that moment.
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