The room, which was originally impeccably tidy and exuded an air of luxury and prestige, was turned into the current mess in just a few minutes. Zhang Botao had smashed almost everything throwable or breakable, including an expensive laptop.
But even after all of this, he still felt the anger in his heart burning so fiercely. Far from being slightly released by his previous outburst, it seemed to grow even more intense.
It was infuriating!
With another loud thud, Zhang Botao's fist smashed down hard on the coffee table, making a loud thud.
The sight of Xiao Yi as a victor, being surrounded by students from the School of Mathematics like stars around the moon, soaking in countless praises and flowers, felt like a bucket of the most flammable gasoline was poured into his chest.
Flowers… applause… all of it should have been mine, it was only because of a slight mishap, a fall, that he got the opportunity to seize it from me…
