"Hey, isn't that Senior Brother Chen Dong? You stopped me here because you wanted to treat me to a meal?" Xia Ping raised an eyebrow. The leader of these Elite Students was Chen Dong, a master at the Seventh Heaven of Martial Master Realm.
"Treat you, my ass!"
Chen Dong gritted his teeth. He had lost hundreds of thousands of points over this, and the losses had been devastating. Several years of savings had gone down the drain, and he'd even borrowed from loan sharks. Plenty of people wanted to come after him for the money.
He was flat-out broke. Even his girlfriend had dumped him over this, and yet this bastard still wanted him to buy him a meal. What a joke.
"If you won't treat me, fine. A good dog doesn't block the road."
Xia Ping waved a hand and lifted his foot to walk inside.
"Stop right there!"
Chen Dong roared, "Quit pretending you don't know what's going on! How dare you act innocent here?! If you hadn't deliberately hyped this up and lured us into your trap, how could we have lost so much? Some people have even gone bankrupt and can't afford tomorrow's meals."
"You have to give us an explanation today!"
Many of them glared furiously at Xia Ping. Every one of them had suffered heavy losses in this affair and had no idea how many points they'd lost. Since the school couldn't compensate them, they naturally went after the person who should pay them back.
And as the chief culprit, Xia Ping was obviously obligated to do so.
"An explanation?" Xia Ping sneered. "You didn't give me an explanation when you were making money. Now that you've lost money, you want me to explain myself? What kind of logic is that?"
"You want