Wu Di nearly stumbled upon hearing Chu Feng's words, his face darkening so much it seemed like he could drip water.
Wu Di clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned a shade of pale white. He had never been so embarrassed before, but today, he had been humiliated by a nobody.
Wu Di's flunky, seeing the gloom on Wu Di's face, couldn't help but tremble, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. After all, it was his own failure to handle the situation properly.
Wu Di left, but the entire class, looking at Chu Feng, underwent a change of perception.
Chu Feng used to be practically invisible in the class. How had he suddenly become so bold? And to offend Young Master Wu Di no less—it was like looking for trouble with a lantern in a cesspit.
An Rongrong couldn't care less about how others saw it and whispered to Chu Feng, "You're really bad."
