Su Yang smiled faintly and ignored the anxious looks from Liu Liu and Dong Qiqi, raising his voice, "When I said Wang Shao's mouth is foul, I didn't mean you use dirty words, but that your breath is unpleasant, not fresh, too strong—do you understand now?"
After this remark, the surrounding crowd became even more boisterous, with many people snickering in secret.
Such an insult was even more vicious than what was said before—it was a personal attack, wasn't it?
Wang Shao's face turned even uglier as he bellowed furiously, "You... what did you say?"
