After Li Xiaobao finished the call, he returned to the dormitory, only to find five men inside all staring at him with unfriendly expressions.
Glancing at them, Li Xiaobao walked to his bed and found the things he had taken down last night placed back on his bed.
Without changing his expression, Li Xiaobao once again put the items on the ground, one by one. They were just clothes in plastic bags and some books.
While he was doing this, a man stood up and stopped Li Xiaobao's actions, saying with an unfriendly face, "Who are you?"
"Zhang Xiaobao. Is there a problem?" Li Xiaobao looked up at the man walking toward him.
"These are my things. Why did you take them down?" the man said with a dark face.
Li Xiaobao smiled slightly. "This is my bed. I took them down so I could sleep. Since these things are yours, can't you put them on your own bed?"
