So being vulgar, huh? Tangtang gave them a cold glance, huh, what manners do I owe those who come to pick a fight?
I've been fighting since I was a child, and I've never shown mercy to those who blatantly provoke me. If someone else is fierce, you must be fiercer.
Alright, Tangtang grew up in a military residential compound, an environment that's naturally different from the outside world. There, it's a place where might makes right.
Those used to being the boss speak bluntly, and it's this very nature of Tangtang that has always been Su Xiaowan's heartache. Yet, she is helpless and doesn't know how this child developed such a wild nature.
If this were a military academy, Tangtang's actions would be absolutely correct. That place is, after all, where might makes right.
But where are we now? This is a place for literati and artists. Tangtang is here for her little hobby, drawing and writing in this place all day, yet still retains her original temperament. How can this be good?
