Wang Gang, chewing on a foxtail weed, said sarcastically, "Tsk, just a Light Summoner acting all high and mighty. Is he as awesome as my Boss Jiang? He's not even fit to carry Boss Jiang's shoes, right, Boss Jiang?"
Jiang Chen shot Wang Gang a glare. "If you don't speak, no one will mistake you for a mute."
"I just can't stand his smug face."
"Can't stand it, huh? Then go duel him. I'll support you in spirit."
Wang Gang chuckled. "Better not. That guy's pretty twisted. Those five Light Warriors are all really strong."
Jiang Chen couldn't care less. Even an SS-grade Class wouldn't faze him, let alone an S-grade one. He felt Meng Zhenghao's gaze turn their way.
At that moment, Meng Zhenghao, wreathed in smiles, walked towards them.
Jiang Chen was dumbfounded. What's going on?
Meng Zhenghao smiled at Murong Xue. "Hello, Classmate Murong. I'm Meng Zhenghao."
Murong Xue managed a polite smile. "Hello."
