"No... it's nothing, all you young ones...!"
In the end, the children reacted. At their age, they had never seen someone as arrogant as Li Qingyu. Usually, everyone harbored some pride. Now, with Li Qingyu calling them trash, one could only imagine their inner turmoil.
"Give me a chance to say it again!"
Li Qingyu looked at the kids glaring angrily at him, choosing to glance at them mockingly. "What? Didn't hear me clearly? Fine, kids, let me say it again! Everyone here is...!"
"You're asking for death!" Wang Siqi suddenly shouted drunkenly, interrupting Li Qingyu. His body emitted a tiger-like whistle as three red and gold rings surrounded him, his voice growling low like a predatory tiger preparing to pounce.
The tri-colored halo—Wang Siqi had reached the second level of Martial Arts training concerning the internal organs!
It must be said, Wang Siqi wasn't the type to take offense easily, nor were there many circumstances where he would willingly come forth to fight.
