A quick and intense rebuttal had greatly drained Zheng Qing's energy; he felt as if he had participated in a full marathon or faced the Black Prison battlefield once again.
Standing opposite the young public student, the three warlocks showed different expressions.
Zhang Ji Xin scratched his head, looking bewildered, completely believing Zheng Qing's explanation; Xin Fat Man crossed his arms, sneering, not believing a word; as for Doctor Xiao, he adjusted his glasses as usual, and glanced at the newspaper.
"I have a few words to say too."
The short warlock picked up the newspaper, shook it, speaking calmly, with rigorous wording: "Firstly, if you don't have the relationship with Su Councilor as implied by the newspaper, you shouldn't have rebutted with such an attitude just now..."
Zheng Qing was taken aback.
