"Yeah, Brother Han." The eyes of the others brightened as they turned their attention to Han Zifeng, "I really want to touch that woman's legs."
"Are you guys stupid? If you do that in front of an audience in the lobby, the students won't support us anymore." Han Zifeng looked at them with a frustrated expression, as if he was about to have a heart attack.
"Who cares about them?" The man with the earrings showed disdain and suggested, "Don't we have a tent that can be used as a toilet? Let all the male students have a turn with the woman. Who would dare not to listen to you then? Xu Guanlin can go to hell."
Han Zifeng fell silent, weighing up the pros and cons and eventually scrapped this suggestion.
