Lu Chengwen charged out and shouted, "Brother Ritian! Beat up Bu Ersun! Beat him to a pulp!"
Zhao Ritian dropped from the sky. "Where is he? Where, where!?"
Bu Ersun was dumbfounded.
Zhao Ritian turned and saw the panic on Bu Ersun's face.
Zhao Ritian's eyes blazed. He pointed imperiously at Bu Ersun. "You bastard!"
"Hey, hey, hey! I'm the Dean's grandson..."
Zhao Ritian grabbed his hair and yanked it back, forcing his head up, then slammed a fist the size of a sandbag into his face.
"You animal!"
Bu Ersun clutched his face. "Are you crazy!? You come out of nowhere and hit me!? Do you even know what happened!?"
Zhao Ritian flew into a rage. "You dare call me crazy!? You've given me a reason to kill you!"
"Hey, hey, hey!? You son of a bitch!"
Zhao Ritian seized Bu Ersun and started beating him.
Zhao Ritian had been holding back for ages.
He couldn't stand the sight of Bu Ersun. Lately, he'd been itching to pick a fight and give him a spectacular beating!
But Long Aotian and Lu Chengwen had both stopped him. Bu Ersun was the Dean's grandson, they said. He couldn't just beat him up for no reason; he had to show some respect.
Zhao Ritian found that annoying.
He didn't want to show him any respect.
Then today, the moment he heard Lu Chengwen's furious shout, every cell in his body snapped to attention and came alive!
He leaped out, spotted Bu Ersun, and every old grudge rushed back at once!
So he grabbed him and started swinging!
Never mind that he didn't know why. He'd been dying to invent a few reasons to hit him.
Now Lu Chengwen himself had given the word. What was there to hesitate over? Let's go! Hahaha!