C124 Accept It!

Zheng Qianjun was instantly infuriated, his eyes bulging and his mustache bristling. The words had struck a nerve, hitting him right where it hurt the most.

"Well, that's still better than someone who hasn't even mastered the first style!" If you're not going to be courteous, then don't blame me for my lack of sympathy.

Are you trying to call me out? Since we're all so well-acquainted