Facing the expectations of the entire class, even though Li Yuan had been hardened by society for years and was now reborn with a much thicker skin, his face still felt scorching. It wasn't because he was slapped, nor was it shyness—it was purely the heat. Yes, Modu's sweltering weather was to blame.
"Li Yuan, get a move on. Everybody's watching. Otherwise, just admit defeat and save some face," Liu Jia said, his arms crossed, leisurely waiting to see Li Yuan's next move.
Catching sight of Liu Jia's shameless expression, Li Yuan secretly vowed to give him a huge surprise when his turn came. Let's see you act so smug. You're always using your strength to bully me. This time, I'll make sure you're the one sweating buckets from anxiety. Come on, let's hurt each other! I really want to make you cry while singing 'Dignity' someday.
