When No One Offends Me, I Offend No One-You're the Real Clown

Ma Hongjun then turned his head to look at the two tables where Lin Qingmo and Tang San were, his eyes full of urging.

The meaning is clear: If you're brothers, come together! Let's fight together!

However.

Tang San sat alone at his small table, never once raising his head.

His entire attention seemed to be focused on the bowl of white rice in his hand.

Or rather, his peripheral vision was fixed on Xiao Wu's smiling figure beside Lin Qingmo.

The conflict over there?

He didn't care at all.

He even felt that Ma Hongjun and his group were making too much noise, which was affecting his ability to "pay attention" to Xiao Wu.

As for Lin Qingmo's table...

Lin Qingmo was talking to Ning Rongrong, which made Ning Rongrong cover her mouth and giggle.

He was still holding a wine glass in his hand, slowly swirling it around, looking as relaxed as if he were sunbathing in his own backyard.

He didn't even bother to lift his eyelids at the tense atmosphere where Ma Hongjun was about to make his move.

It was as if what was unfolding over there was nothing more than a boring farce.

"Hey! Lin Qingmo! Tang San!"

Ma Hongjun couldn't hold back any longer and shouted it out, his voice filled with dissatisfaction and urgency.

What are you two doing? Pretending you didn't see anything?

"We are all Shrek Eight Devils, we share the same fate, we share the same glory!"

"Now that someone is trying to humiliate Shrek Academy, are you just going to sit back and watch the show?"

That's a pretty harsh statement.

This escalated the personal conflict to the level of the Academy honor.

Other diners in the hall also looked over, but they were all just watching the spectacle with great interest.

When his name was called, Lin Qingmo finally reacted.

He slowly raised his head and glanced coldly at Ma Hongjun.

That look in his eyes was devoid of warmth, like he was looking at a child who was making a ruckus and being unreasonable.

"What else can we do?"

His tone was so flat and emotionless, it even carried a sense of self-righteousness in his question.

"Eating, drinking, and chatting."

He paused, then turned his gaze to Ma Hongjun and the Canghui students beside him, a slight twitch appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you want to be like you, bored and looking for trouble, actively seeking out problems?"

"You...!"

Ma Hongjun's face flushed red with embarrassment at those words.

"We are upholding the dignity of the Academy; it's a standoff. Any man should stand up!"

He tried to cloak his actions in a veneer of righteousness.

Lin Qingmo put down his wine glass.

The bottom of the ceramic cup gently tapped against the wooden table, producing a crisp, soft sound.

"Dignity?"

When he spoke again, his tone had clearly turned cold.

"You were the one who went over there first and flirted with the girls in the other group in a flippant tone."

"It was you who provoked us, spouted arrogant words, and dragged your low-level personal interests into the name of the Academy."

Lin Qingmo's voice was clear and distinct, echoing throughout every corner of the hall.

My belief is very simple.

"I will not offend others unless they offend me. I will not provoke trouble, but I am absolutely not afraid of trouble either."

"The current situation is that you, Ma Hongjun, have deliberately offended someone."

He stared sharply at Ma Hongjun.

"You created this trouble yourself, so you want to drag everyone else down with you, to make them take the fall and fight for you?"

"How can such a thing be true?"

Lin Qingmo concluded with a resolute tone.

"If you cause trouble, you should take responsibility and clean it up yourself; that's called taking responsibility."

"Take care of your own problems; don't drag others down with you."

After these words were spoken, the hall remained silent for several seconds.

Many of the Soul Master watching nodded secretly, their gazes towards Lin Qingmo now filled with more admiration.

This kid may be young, but he's clear-headed and speaks the truth.

Ning Rongrong's eyes brightened slightly.

She was born into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

I've been used to seeing all sorts of spoiled brats who bully others since I was a child.

What I hate most is someone like Ma Hongjun, who is incompetent and causes trouble everywhere.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.

She has a cold personality, values efficiency and competence, and dislikes pointless conflicts and teammates who drag the team down.

Lin Qingmo's attitude of clearly drawing boundaries and emphasizing personal responsibility suited her taste very well.

"..."

The expressions on Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun's faces at this moment were beyond just ugly.

It was a pitch-black darkness, a mixture of shame, anger, and embarrassment!

Especially Ma Hongjun.

My face felt burning hot, as if I had been slapped several times in public.

Lin Qingmo's words completely ripped away his fig leaf, exposing his despicable thoughts and attempts to shift blame to the light of day.

The young man leading the group from the Canghui Academy also gave Lin Qingmo a deep look.

The anger in his eyes subsided slightly.

Arguing with such a scoundrel is beneath you.

On the contrary, Lin Qingmo, a boy who looked to be about the same age as himself, had a clear and impartial mind, which was quite rare.

He turned to Ma Hongjun again.

"The Canghui Academy has taken note of what happened today."

His tone remained cold, but it had less of aggression and more disdain.

"I hope you, and your companions, can learn from that brother's words."

Not everyone is willing to pay the price for your stupidity.

After saying that, he stopped looking at the fascinating expressions on Ma Hongjun and the other two's faces.

He nodded slightly in Lin Qingmo's direction.

Then he led the students of the Canghui Academy to an empty table on the other side of the hall, calmly called over a waiter to sit down and order food.

Watching the people from the Canghui Academy leave so decisively.

Ma Hongjun stood frozen in place.

For a moment, leaving was not an option, nor was staying.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Qingmo's position.

Lin Qingmo had already withdrawn his gaze and was listening to Xiao Wu say something, a faint smile on his lips.

That nonchalant, detached demeanor was like a sharp thorn, piercing deep into Ma Hongjun's heart.

If it weren't for his own actions, he wouldn't have become such a clown.

He was so angry that his whole body was trembling slightly, his breathing became heavy, and his fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.

But what could he do?

Should we rush up and attack Lin Qingmo?

He can't beat him.

Continue swearing?

It will only make it look more ridiculous and embarrassing.

A surge of pent-up frustration and resentment, with nowhere to go, weighed on his chest, making him feel like he was about to explode.

final.

He could only let out a heavy sigh through his nose, like a defeated rooster, and return to his table dejectedly.

He plopped down, grabbed the wine jar, tilted his head back, and gulped it down.

The spicy liquid burned in his throat, but it couldn't extinguish the Evil Fire in his heart.

"Drink, drink, drink! What's the point of drinking anymore!"

Dai Mubai muttered angrily, his face equally grim.

"You fatso, why are you picking on girls? Are you blinded by lust?"

"Now look what's happened, we've completely lost face!"

He felt that today was incredibly unlucky.

First, he got a cold shoulder from Zhu Zhuqing.

Then, seeing Lin Qingmo enjoying himself with the beauties, he was consumed by jealousy.

Now, I'm being dragged down and humiliated by that idiot Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun stiffened his neck and muttered softly, "I... how was I supposed to know they'd take it so seriously? It was just a joke..."

He, however, directed all his resentment at Lin Qingmo.

' Lin Qingmo! It's all your fault! If you hadn't ruined things, we might have already beaten those Canghui guys to a pulp, and we would have been the ones in the limelight!'

'You deliberately embarrassed me! Just you wait!'

Oscar didn't join in their mutual blaming; he just sighed silently.

I embarrassed myself in front of Ning Rongrong again.

He tilted his head back and downed the strong liquor in one gulp.

After the spiciness, all that's left is a bitter taste in your mouth.