Sweat the size of soybeans began to bead on Zhu Biao's forehead, "Brother Fei, can we switch to a different type of punishment? After all, I'm somewhat of a celebrity in school, running around bare-bottomed is too embarrassing."
"I'm actually helping you, you know? You were half a celebrity before, but after this run, you'll be a full-blown celebrity."
"I don't want to be a celebrity."
"A man's word is his bond; you must run today."
"Yeah, you agreed to the bet, now run, muscle man."
Su Meimei suddenly chimed in with a giggling comment, which made Zhu Biao bolt away; however, he only saw a blur before Li Fei, wearing a smile, appeared blocking his way.
Damn it, is this guy a ghost? How can he move so fast? Zhu Biao was shocked.
"Brother Fei, let me off, please."
"Take off your clothes!" Li Fei said as he slowly raised his fist.
"A gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists!"
