A surge of malevolent fire suddenly shot up to Zhao Kun's forehead.
He dared not lash out at Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier, who possessed powerful auras and mysterious origins, and did not even dare to express the slightest dissatisfaction.
So all that anger was directed at Zhang Shaozhong!
He abruptly withdrew his awkward hand.
"Zhang Shaozhong!"
He practically yelled, "Is all you do is hide behind women? Like a coward! What kind of man are you!"
He continued in a condescending, albeit condescending, tone:
"I heard you graduated so long ago and still haven't found a job? Just drifting around? Tsk tsk, how pathetic!"
He shook his head, clicked his tongue, and every syllable was full of schadenfreude. "Thinking about it, it makes sense. No connections, and as for ability... well, that's about it. Just an ordinary undergraduate degree. You'd be a dime a dozen in the job market. Who would even look at you?"
He deliberately raised his voice to make sure the other students around him could hear him clearly.
"For the sake of our classmates!"
"How about... you come work for my company? Although you're not very capable and your education is just so-so, I'm sentimental and soft-hearted. I can easily arrange a security guard or cleaning job for you! What do you think?"
He paused, deliberately drawing out his words as if bestowing a tremendous favor, "Although the pay isn't much, it's a respectable job with the five social insurances and one housing fund! It's better than you not knowing what you're doing now, being unemployed and struggling to make ends meet, right? Hahaha!"
"Zhao Kun! Fuck your grandpa! Who the hell are you talking about!" Da Liu was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged.
Wang Hao's face was also ashen. He grabbed the furious Da Liu, but his gaze toward Zhao Kun was as sharp as a knife.
Lin Weiwei, standing to the side, covered her mouth in shock, looking at the seemingly deranged Zhao Kun with a complex expression filled with disbelief, deep disappointment, and disgust.
However, before Zhang Shaozhong himself could react or his roommates could take any further action, the two people standing next to him who had truly been provoked were completely enraged!
Zhang Shaozhong is the closest person to them in this unfamiliar world. He is their "head of household" and an important companion they recognize and are willing to walk with!
This ignorant, insignificant mortal dared to publicly humiliate him with such vicious and despicable language!
Night Enchantress was the first to erupt!
"Who do you think you are?!"
Night Enchantress's voice no longer carried any coquettishness, but instead possessed a chilling and majestic quality that captivated the soul, like a judgment from the Netherworld, exploding directly at the soul level!
This rebuke seemed to contain an invisible spiritual impact, abruptly stopping Zhao Kun's smug laughter, like a rooster being choked.
He felt his heart clench, as if gripped by an icy hand. A fear stemming from his very survival instinct sent shivers down his spine, and he instinctively staggered back half a step, his face drained of color and filled with terror.
Ye Meier looked down at him with disdain, like a celestial being looking down on a maggot wallowing in the mud. Her tone was full of extreme mockery and disdain, each word like a cold file scraping at Zhao Kun's pitiful self-esteem.
"Security guard? Cleaning staff? Your crappy little company in some remote corner of the world, with assets that barely amount to tens of millions?"
She curled her red lips into an extremely mocking smile, "He wouldn't even be worthy of carrying our young master's shoes! Do you know that if he just nods, the line of people willing to offer up everything and beg him to accept it could stretch from here to the outer reaches of the Milky Way!"
"You think you're something special just because you have a few measly coins earned by your parents? That you can look superior to everyone else here?"
In my eyes, you're not even worth a pile of dog poop on the roadside! Dog poop can at least fertilize the fields, so it has some use, but what about you?
Besides barking here with your meager family fortune, what else can you do? Without your parents, what are you?
"You still dare to look down on Shao Zhong?"
Ye Meier's voice suddenly rose, carrying an even heavier, almost suffocating pressure, as if the entire sky had pressed down on her. "He could crush someone like you a thousand times over with a single finger, no, he could crush you with a breath! Killing you wouldn't even dirty his hands! If it weren't for... humph, do you think you'd still be standing here unscathed, spewing filth?!"
With each word she spoke, she took a step closer, her powerful witch aura, mixed with substantial mental pressure, crashing against Zhao Kun's mind like layers of waves.
Zhao Kun's face was ashen, and cold sweat poured down his forehead and temples like a waterfall, instantly soaking his collar.
He felt incredibly short of breath, as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing on his chest, and his legs were trembling uncontrollably!
Ling Qingxue, who was standing to the side, did not speak, but her eyes, which were as cold as a deep pool reflecting ice and snow, were completely shrouded in icy killing intent!
He felt as if he were being stared at by two gods and demons from the primordial era who held the power of life and death, and a great terror and despair gripped him!
Their previous smugness, meanness, and arrogance were mercilessly crushed in the face of this absolute difference in strength and momentum, leaving not even a trace!
His face was deathly pale, his lips trembled, and he made meaningless gurgling sounds in his throat, unable to utter a single complete syllable. All that remained was boundless fear and utter utter disarray!
The surroundings were deathly silent!
All the students watching were stunned, instinctively holding their breath and not daring to breathe loudly.
Ye Meier gave him one last look of utter disgust, her gaze as if he were a pile of garbage in dire need of cleaning, and coldly uttered two words:
"Get out of my way!"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority and a chill that went straight to the soul.
"Don't let me see you again! Otherwise," she paused, a bewitching and cruel smile curving her lips, "I wouldn't mind making you a cleaner—sweeping floors in the underworld!"
These words, like a final death knell, tolled in Zhao Kun's utterly broken mental world.
He could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground with a thud. A dark stain quickly spread across his crotch, and a foul odor filled the air.
He was so scared that he lost control of his bladder!
Ye Meier didn't even want to look at him again, she snorted coldly, turned around and took Zhang Shaozhong's arm, instantly transforming back into her charming and alluring appearance, as if the demon god from before was just everyone's illusion.
Ling Qingxue also withdrew her gaze, and the chill around her instantly dissipated. She quietly walked to the other side of Zhang Shaozhong.
Zhang Shaozhong didn't say a word from beginning to end, but just calmly watched everything with deep eyes.
At that moment, he gently patted Ye Meier's hand, nodded slightly to Ling Qingxue, and then smiled at his stunned roommates and Lin Weiwei.
"Let's go, there's nothing more to see."
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