When Yang Xiaoting went to pack her luggage, Jian Dan swept a cold glance across the dormitory.
"Are you all very free? Is it that the training intensity isn't tough enough for you? Is that why you've got time to gossip about others here?"
"Who the hell do you think you are, yelling in our dorm? We'll say what we want—it's our freedom. What's it to you?"
"You're not wrong there—I can't control the sky, the earth, or the fact that you poop and fart."
"What the hell did you just say?" The woman who spoke earlier instantly erupted in anger.
"What's the matter? Can't hear properly? How does someone like you even make it into the base?"
"Then I'll show you exactly how I got into this base!" As she spoke, the woman lunged at Jian Dan.
The others in the dorm not only didn't stop her but actually looked on as if watching a spectacle.
