C642 An Impolite Guest

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The relentless pounding at the door could have been mistaken for a soundtrack. But this was no music to anyone's ears—it was the kind that made you squirm with discomfort and embarrassment. Zhang Mingren's face was a testament to that, flushed with a mix of anger and humiliation. He hadn't anticipated Chen Zhixuan seizing the chance to belittle him yet again. Reflecting on it