"Kid, you've got guts! But you're dead meat!"
He Guang's face was sinister, his finger pointing at Zhu Fei, his voice cold and deliberate.
Despite He Guang's glasses giving him a scholarly look, he was the most impulsive and easily provoked.
A single "scram" from Zhu Fei ignited the fury in his heart, and a malicious gleam appeared in his eyes.
On the other hand, Zhang Rongtao next to him still wore a slight smile on his face.
He continued to fiddle with the ring in his hand and said indifferently, "Friend, sometimes carelessness in speech can easily bring trouble to oneself."
"Especially when you're facing someone you shouldn't provoke, this trouble could affect your whole life. You should leave while I'm still not inclined to do anything to you. It's best to be wise."
With that, Zhang Rongtao waved at Zhu Fei as if shooing away a fly, looking casual and indifferent.
Zhu Fei laughed in response.
"Do you think you'll die if you stop being a 'show-off'?"
