Even the door that he broke was used against him.
The momentum from cracking open the entrance was put down so forcefully that he wasn’t comfortable with it. He was very angry.
Everyone in the capital knew what kind of terrifying result would come of his anger.
When he was infuriated, even Zhou Tong needed to keep his silent.
He looked at the three youngsters in the rain as if they were three dead corpses.
“Very well, very well…..”
The young noble was so angry that he started laughing. A trace of red appeared on his pale cheeks. It seemed both unhealthy and creepy.
Before the young noble spoke again, Tang Thirty Six whispered to Chen Chang Sheng, “When he starts to speak, don’t let him finish.”
Xuan Yuan Po also looked at Chen Chang Sheng. Previously he and Tang Thirty Six had some action, now it was his turn.
Chen Chang Sheng looked back at Tang Thirty Six and asked confusingly, “Why?”
“Don’t let him have the chance to rebuke, make him suffer from restraint.”
“Just like what you planned last night?”
“Yes.”
“This is important because I’m not happy and I can’t him be happy either.” Tang Thirty Six looked at the broken door of Tradition Academy and answered expressionlessly.
Just this moment, the young noble’s voice was heard in the drizzle, “Very well, very well…..”
Chen Cang Sheng made a decision and raised his head while glancing at the noble.
He said the sentence, but when he spoke, he was a little slow and felt conflicted because he had never said this kind of sentence before in his life. But besides this, he didn’t know how to stop the words of the young noble. Just as Tang Thirty Six, the broken door of Tradition Academy made him angry as well.
“Well…..
He looked at the young noble and said sincerely, “F*** your grand aunt.”
From Xi Ning Village to the capital, he never cursed. Chen Chang Sheng hardly ever yelled at anyone. Therefore when he cursed, he was inexperienced. He even stopped midway a few times. It was as if he was a child starting to learn how to speak. The syllables followed one another slowly.
Speaking logically, the young noble had time to stop Chen Chang Sheng’s sentence, but he didn’t.
Chen Chang Sheng thought he finally succeed even though it was a bit sloppy.
He glanced at Tang Thirty Six for some compliments, but he noticed the atmosphere of the field was a little strange.
Silence filled the entrance of Tradition Academy in the morning drizzle. Even the dust from the crashes were put down by the wetness of rain and couldn’t swirl in the air anymore.