Lin Zhonghu took a moment to catch his breath before getting up from the ground, and cursed unhappily, "Who the hell collected this information for me? Who said Ye Chenfeng is a damn fool with a panic disorder? Go to his grandma's, if someone with this kind of skill is a fool, then there aren't many normal people in this world."
"Clap clap clap—" Ye Dongjian and another instructor started clapping inappropriately while Lin Zhonghu was cursing his mother. These people usually liked to tease each other, and actually had very good relationships in private, just like real brothers.
"Chenfeng, well done, you didn't embarrass your little uncle." Ye Dongjian slapped Ye Chenfeng on the shoulder and smiled. Although he had many questions in his heart, he knew that now was not the time to ask them. It could wait until later to slowly interrogate his nephew, who had suddenly become an expert.
