CHAPTER 200: CHAPTER 123 WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING!_2

Huang Wei slowly lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and shook his head resolutely.

"Don’t fall for it. I know Han Lie; the bastard wants to lure us out and pick us off one by one!"

"Oh!"

The guys suddenly saw the light and all gave a thumbs-up in approval.

Lucky we have you, Brother Wei!

「...」

At the entrance of Room 404, Liu Yingjun couldn’t stand it anymore and frowned, asking, "Zi, what on earth are you trying to do?"

I! Want! To! Use! The! Restroom!

Kong Yize was filled with deep regret. He shouldn’t have come out to knock on Room 405’s door just for the sake of his pride. He really would have been better off taking care of business in Room 404 while Fang Tong was holding Han Lie off... Now, it was too late for regrets!

Kong Yize was stretched to the breaking point. He looked up at Liu Yingjun, a smile on his face that was weak with despair, laced with resignation, and then, after the resignation, held a touch of reckless abandon...

Then, with all his might, he roared, "Huang Wei, I’ll fuck your grandpa!"

PHHHHRRRRRRRT!

After a prolonged, muffled noise, a visibly noxious odor began to spread...

Fang Tongzhi, Liu Yingjun, Wang Xiaotian, Zhou Ci, Xiaohu, Dan Zihao... every single one of them was dumbstruck!

Before anyone could snap back to reality, a succession of PFFT, PFFT noises followed, and the bros watched in horror as Kong Yize’s pants suddenly began to inflate...

"Fuck your mother!"

"Oh my god!"

"AHHHH!"

In an instant, chaos ensued.

The most unlucky ones were Zhou Ci and Xiaohu. Because they hadn’t dared to enter Room 404, they ended up closest to Kong Yize.

They stared as the idiot blew up balloons with his crotch, and it stank to high heaven. Just as their stomachs had started to recover a bit, they were instantly set off again.

"BLARGH!"

The two of them, yet again, started retching at each other. You puke, I puke—what fine buddies they were, perfectly in sync!

Fang Tongzhi was so exasperated he almost laughed.

I trudged all the way upstairs to make peace for you lot, and this is the shit you pull?! Damn it! It’s embarrassing enough just being associated with you!

Fang Tongzhi felt utterly ashamed. He could no longer bring himself to reminisce or discuss terms with Han Lie. He just dropped the line, "I’ll take them back to clean up. Rest well, Young Han," before hastily making his exit.

"Wait a minute!"

Brother Lie wasn’t having it. He bellowed, stopping the remaining two—Wang Xiaotian and Liu Yingjun.

"Young Han, are there any other instructions?" Wang Xiaotian asked, nodding and bowing, his attitude extremely deferential.

But Han Lie showed no courtesy, coldly saying, "Tell them to clean my dorm room before they leave."

Relationships are relationships, favors are favors, and business is business. Thinking you can piss all over my dorm room and just leave without a word? You’ve been spoiled!

Wang Xiaotian looked back, feeling awkward. Well, this was great: one guy had collapsed from exhaustion, two were busy vomiting, and Dan Zihao had already run back to his dorm to shower. Who was left to clean?

He sighed and gritted his teeth. "Young Han, I’ll clean it for you!"

Han Lie remained silent, watching coldly.

He had no issues with Wang Xiaotian, but since they had come to smooth things over, they needed to clean up the mess Dan Zihao and the others had made.

It’s not like I can clean it up myself, right?

Liu Yingjun looked like he wanted to say something, but he glanced at Han Lie and instinctively held back.

Forget it, this kid’s tough to deal with. Let’s just let Old Wang take the fall...

So, Old Wang pinched his nose, found a mop in the bathroom, washed it, and came out to mop the floor.

He went over it three times in total, until the floor tiles were spotless and gleaming, before he finally stopped.

"Young Han, sorry for the trouble..." Wang Xiaotian chuckled awkwardly.

Han Lie’s icy expression suddenly thawed, and he politely shook Wang Xiaotian’s hand.

"Well, it’s not like it has anything to do with you, Brother Wang. Every injustice has a perpetrator; it wouldn’t be fair to blame you, right?"

"That’s great then! We’ll take our leave now. You rest well!"

Wang Xiaotian bowed slightly as he backed out the door.

Liu Yingjun had been waiting at the door, not making a sound. It wasn’t until the very end that he woodenly said goodbye to Han Lie.

As soon as the door to Room 404 closed, Old Wang quickly advised Liu Yingjun, "Brother Jun, don’t be like this. We’re in the wrong; Young Han isn’t to blame."

Liu Yingjun knew this, yet it still didn’t sit well with him.

"I know. But this guy, Han Lie, is too ruthless, his heart too hard. You work so diligently for him, and he shows you no face in return. Suddenly, I don’t think he’s someone worth associating with."

"Hey! Aren’t you looking at it the wrong way?"

Wang Xiaotian himself, however, was very philosophical about it.

"Society is full of idiots. Just look around—how many are there in our school alone? People with no real skill, like me, can only try to coddle the idiots. But people with real power, when they encounter idiots, will give them a fierce slap. Other idiots will see that, take note, and think twice before causing more trouble. Can you say Young Han’s approach is wrong?

"He gives me face in small matters, which is a win-win for everyone. Today, I accompanied you and Brother Fang to come down and play peacemakers. That’s an unthankful job, bound to offend people. Is it so abnormal for him not to show courtesy? I think it’s completely fair, and I’m not upset. I still want to earn money from Young Master Dan and Young Master Zhou, and I also appreciate the care you and Brother Fang have given me, so it’s all as it should be. Reap the benefits, bear the responsibility, right?"

After hearing this, Liu Yingjun felt slightly better, though still somewhat forlorn.

"I understand. It’s just that... Han Lie isn’t quite how I imagined."

Wang Xiaotian patted Young Master Liu’s shoulder but said no more.

Liu Yingjun was proud, yet truly a good-hearted soul. He was still a bit naïve—a great brother, but not someone cut out for achieving great things.

Han Lie, on the other hand, was the complete opposite.

He was self-disciplined, focused, possessed high emotional intelligence, wasn’t bothered by superficial face-saving, was ruthless enough, and had a strong background...