"Don't be polite now, I sure won't be. I'll make sure to train the newcomer until they're utterly subdued."
Zhu Xuetao thought to himself before clearing his throat seriously.
"New guy! Two hundred push-ups! Run two laps around the training ground."
Ning Fan's lips curled slightly as he laughed. Zhu Xuetao was obviously picking a fight with him, deliberately trying to mess with him.
Seeing Lan Kexin by the side, looking pleased with herself and quite satisfied, Ning Fan instantly understood that Lan Kexin was looking to get back at him using Zhu Xuetao.
And then there were those security guards, trained to be idiots, all too eager to watch the excitement unfold.
With a slight smile, Ning Fan looked straight at Zhu Xuetao and said with a laugh, "Two hundred? The difficulty is too low; it's not challenging at all."
Zhu Xuetao had seen people show off, but never anyone quite as boastful as this. He couldn't help but burst into laughter.
You've got to be kidding!
