Chu Hao had long been fed up with these brain-dead fans. Where on earth did they get their sense of superiority, "spraying" insults at everyone they saw?
"Clean up your mouths, you bunch of brain-dead fans! It's bad enough that you're ugly, but your words are as worthless as farts. Who's lacking manners here—me or you?"
As soon as these words were out, the fan group exploded with rage, cursing directly—as you can imagine, the words were pretty harsh.
"Fuck off! Say that again, I dare you!"
"Sisters, someone like him needs to be taught a lesson. What a piece of crap."
"So what if our words are nasty? We're seeking justice for our idol!"
"Protest! How can the school allow this kind of person? They should expel him immediately. He's a total embarrassment!"
Qin Feng was pleased. He didn't need to say a word for Chu Hao to be overwhelmed by the crowd's vitriol. Such was the power of a star.
