"I tell you, you should find a place to change a skirt, otherwise it's too ugly. Look at the seat behind you, there's obviously a black hand printed on it. Ha-ha, this person is real. You can't touch the white skirt lightly or wash your hands and touch it again." Xiao Zhi said with a laugh.

When Wang Jun listened, he became more angry. There was no image of a lady at all. He grabbed the back skirt and looked at it. There was a white skirt on which there happened to be five black fingerprints, which looked like the prints on the skirt.

"I'm so angry that I was...