To his surprise, Lin Taichu had refused to show Zhao Haotian any respect and returned straight to his dormitory.
"Hmph, that brat really didn't know what was good for him."
Zhao Haotian's expression changed slightly. He then sneered and left as well.
"Young Master, wasn't Lin Taichu being far too arrogant? You personally invited him, yet he actually dared to refuse?" a guard beside Zhao Haotian said.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter. Once my cultivation breaks through, I'll deal with him," Zhao Haotian said coldly.
The guard did not dare argue and merely asked, "Then what do you plan to do, Young Master?"
"Since he doesn't know what's good for him, we'll help loosen his bones," Zhao Haotian said sinisterly.
He then took out a slip of paper and handed it to one of the Guards. "Send someone to publish this immediately."
"Yes!" The guard accepted the order and left.
"Lin Taichu, don't blame me. If you must blame someone, blame yourself for provoking me. Did you really think that, just because you were a disciple of the Martial Arts Club, you could run rampant without restraint?"
Watching the guard's departing figure, a vicious smile appeared on Zhao Haotian's face.
If this matter spread, Lin Taichu would surely lose all face.
By then, probably no one in the academy would be willing to travel with Lin Taichu.
"Heh heh!"
Thinking of Lin Taichu's miserable appearance after being humiliated, Zhao Haotian felt greatly pleased.
As expected of his own handiwork.
"Hm?" Just then, his brows twitched as he sensed something. He hurried outside.
To his surprise, the Martial Arts Club had approached Zhao Haotian first. They had already learned of his plans, directly stopped the guard, and warned Zhao Haotian.
"I advise you not to entertain any ideas about our students. The