"Thirty seconds! Look at his pathetic state, too scared by the captain to even speak."
As everyone chimed in, they quickly labeled Lin Mu as trash.
Do Min-joon smirked arrogantly, "There's an old saying in Huaxia, 'It's important to have self-awareness.' Su's Great Enterprise isn't a place for you to idle. If you resign to the president now, I might spare you, otherwise..."
"Damn you!"
"What?" Do Min-joon's expression froze.
"Your breath stinks!" Lin Mu picked his nose, and under the dazed stares of onlookers, wiped a brownish-yellow object on Do Min-joon's chest. "Go chew a piece of Mint before talking to me, alright?"
"You're asking for it!"
Do Min-joon's handsome face turned from white to green, then purple. With a shout, he launched a side kick without hesitation.
