A nearly clumsy method of provocation.
The reason why I didn't notice before was entirely because Xu Lingjun's righteous and dignified face was too deceptive. He's the type who could say that the moon in the sky is square and make it sound very sincere.
But now, it's clear that this guy deliberately sat in his seat, and then when he called him, he spit all over him before hitting him with the harshest words...
All just to vent for his friend.
While slowly wiping the grease off himself, Ying Yuanchong coldly smiled and said, "Kid, I see it now, are you friends with that He Ziming?"
Xu Lingjun shook his head and said, "No, we're not friends. I just purely feel you're too ugly, ugly to the point of being a bit disgusting."
"Turns out the students of Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion only know how to talk. If you're friends, you're friends. I admire your courage to stand up for a friend, but if you don't even dare to admit it, I really won't even have the mood to look you in the eye."
