Chapter 297 Getting Madder the More I Think About It
- “You can face her head-on. She isn’t some goddess blazing with light. She’s just a person. That glow? It’s you—and those so-called fans—piling it on!”
- “Mm, brother, I get it!” Queenie nodded.
- “You can still enjoy her songs. That’s her talent—and part of your taste. Just don’t be like those idiots who worship celebrities. It’s dumb.”