A crowd surrounded them, and the only thought in everyone's mind was one phrase.
F*ck it, I actually believed your bullshit!
Damn, we were all ready, just waiting for you to mess with Zhang Fan. And what happened? You got your own face smacked loud and clear.
What's all the fuss about? Is it fun? Some kind of masochism? Does slapping your own face feel good?
Do you need us to slap you? Guaranteed to make it an unforgettable experience!
"Li Liang, back in university, have you forgotten who helped you out?" Yang Dawen bellowed in a rage, his voice thunderous. He couldn't believe Li Liang wasn't helping him but was siding with that student instead.
The mocking voices around him were like knives plunging into his heart, fueling the intense fury in his eyes.
"Huh?"
All eyes suddenly turned to Li Liang.
Li Liang had this backstory?
F*ck no, did he really depend on Yang Dawen to bail him out during his university days?
Huge news, enormous news!
