"God Lin, you are my Superman!"
"What Superman? It's God!"
The crowd gushed compliments at Lin Baici with a buzz of voices.
Fang Tianhua got excited and tried to imitate, but before he could even put the bottle on his head, he got slapped by Fei Xiao.
"You wastrel! Who wastes stuff like that?"
Fei Xiao cursed loudly.
"Uh!"
Fang Tianhua was stunned by the hit, but he understood his behavior was inappropriate.
This water belonged to Lin Baici; he could waste it however he wanted, but Fang himself didn't have that right.
"I'm sorry!"
Fang Tianhua apologized.
Fei Xiao nodded. His voice was loud, a reminder to others that they were not the same as Lin Baici—he could pour water over his head, but they couldn't.
Kim Myungjin was just about to use the water to wipe her face and neck, seeking relief from the heat, when she heard this and felt embarrassed.
"It's okay, go ahead and wash, I still have plenty!"
Lin Baici said with a smile.
"Thanks, Oppa!"
