"Little brat, you think you, a native, can just take a piss and see what kind of a state you're in!"
"Want to mess with me? Come on, let me see what kind of skills you, a native offshoot, possess!"
"A little grasshopper who's never seen the world, thinks he can jump the Sky Dome just by flexing his legs."
Zhou Yuan and the others immediately shouted and cursed.
Only Zhou Ting, seeing Elder Xing's flushed face and not making a move, immediately became very wary, instinctively stepped back, and distanced herself from the three young men.
Zhou Yan was indifferent to these words.
He's not weak-hearted, unable to bear the curses from these people. These were like wind by his ear, without any effect on him.
But this was his courtyard, also his father's courtyard, he didn't like the noise, that's all.
Moreover, his actions follow his heart; he can argue when he wants, and let it go when he doesn't. When noble, he can be a Saint, and when vile, he can be a thug.
