"Ha, in my opinion, rushing over to help is just a facade, rushing over to grab the credit is the real intention, isn't it?" Mizuno Pengyu said sarcastically.
If it were someone else here, Mizuno Pengyu might not tear apart the facade like this, but Fujino Fumitaka's iconic smile seemed to have some kind of magic, making words at the tip of his tongue naturally confrontational, leaving him completely powerless.
Upon hearing these extremely rude words, Fujino Fumitaka's face changed. He glanced at his subordinates, who showed expressions of pain, and coldly snorted, "For such words to come from your mouth, the weight is far too great. Our Fujino Martial Arts Hall came with good intentions to help, yet is so misinterpreted, truly disheartening!"
