Everything was quiet. Kunpeng's face alternated between red and green as he stared at Qin Fen, wanting to bite him. You bastard, does your mother know you pull this kind of crap? You'll never have any friends!
"You played me!" Kunpeng said through gritted teeth. He had only just sworn that no one would ever toy with him, and Qin Fen had put him in his place within minutes. Yeah, I played you. What are you going to do about it?
Kunpeng was close to tears, his bloodshot eyes growing moist, because the people around him suddenly erupted.
"Did you hear that? This guy likes wearing women's clothes, too!"
"Exactly! He admitted it himself! He said he wasn't wearing them this time. Who knows why he wore them last time?"
Kunpeng's heart shattered piece by piece. As a mighty figure of the Demon Tribe, wearing women's clothes was embarrassing enough. But people had seen him, and now they were talking about it. Had his humiliating history of being chased and beaten been exposed, too? Kunpeng felt as though the sky had fallen and the earth had collapsed. He went completely numb.
Of course, Qin Fen's blow had been especially vicious. Now he understood. The man hadn't discovered his identity as Kunpeng; he had been talking about the time Kunpeng wore women's clothes. And Kunpeng had fucking explained it all over again! Hadn't he practically announced his own guilt? He had clearly managed to brush it off when he first came in, but then this bastard doubled back and caught him anyway.
I'm so fucking stupid! Kunpeng was miserable. No, I'm not stupid. This guy's an animal! There had been no trap in Qin Fen's words, but that was even scarier than a deliberate setup. He had done it unconsciously, while