Chen Feng had Shi Jian pack his belongings and leave Zhaoxue House, leaving no room for negotiation.
Shi Jian's face turned ugly, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes filled with bloodshot redness and anger, which made his already unattractive appearance look even more hideous and sinister.
"Chen Feng, treating a veteran of Zhaoxue House like this, are you not afraid of chilling the hearts of our brothers and sisters?"
Shi Jian almost roared these words.
Chen Feng shook his head and said, "Zhaoxue House is not a place for sentimentality. Since you work here, you must act impartially and ensure that everything you do is conscientious, without resorting to petty tricks against your colleagues."
"When have I ever been negligent in my duties?"
