"Get down on your knees and be my lackey, and I'll spare you!" Ximen Dong declared with utter confidence.
"Did a donkey kick you in the head?" Zhou Heng glared at him. He was itching to beat someone up.
"Zhou Heng, you really piss me off!" Ximen Dong went on as if talking to himself. "When I entered the Star King Academy, I was supposed to be the most dazzling person in the entire academy. But you went and broke so many records, stealing all the glory that should have been mine!"
This guy was seriously narcissistic!
"You really are sick. Get lost while you can, or I won't mind giving you a beating!" Zhou Heng said coldly.
Private fighting was strictly forbidden within the academy, but if someone trespassed into one's residence, the academy allowed the owner to fight back. Though Ximen Dong had not entered yet, Zhou Heng was confident he could lure him inside.
"Your strength is indeed great, and you're fast too, but none of that means you have real combat power!" Ximen Dong stared at Zhou Heng. "I am the number one expert of the Star King Academy. You aren't even qualified to compare yourself with me!"
Damn, this guy really was sick. He had come to someone else's doorstep just to proclaim how much stronger he was. There was something seriously wrong with his head.
Zhou Heng sighed. "You're sick. Hurry home and take your medicine."
"Hahaha, you've got some nerve, talking to me like that!" Ximen Dong grinned, revealing two pointed fangs like an animal's tusks—sharp and long, jutting far beyond his other teeth.
Zhou Heng folded his arms and smiled. "And what exactly are you supposed to be?"
Ximen Dong was quite the oddity. Zhou Heng's words did not anger him. He