Yin Qingyan chuckled on the side. Sometimes she felt that although Li Fei was asking for a beating, his words would inadvertently amuse her.
"I think you're better suited for being a veterinarian. The job of a human soul engineer isn't for you."
"What qualifies you—a person who knows nothing about volleyball—to criticize me?" Liu Mang looked down on Li Fei with contempt, "With your height, body shape, and jumping ability, you're just trash at volleyball."
"I'm telling you, scum—it's like you look down on everyone with your dog's eyes."
"Did I say something wrong?"
"Completely and utterly wrong."
"What happened?"
Seeing their head teacher arguing with Li Fei, the students from the volleyball class stopped their activities and gathered around.
