From Chen Song's conduct and bearing alone, one could tell he was no easy character to deal with. Back then, a captain had provoked him and been beaten to death before everyone's eyes. Now, some "genius" from a Small World dared speak to him like this—he was simply courting death.
"Very good, very good! Ji Ling, I see you're becoming more and more unruly!" Seeing everyone's expressions, how could Chen Song not know what they were thinking? His face turned livid, his expression sinister.
"I..."
Ji Ling was startled and did not know how to respond.
Seeing her reaction, Chen Song snorted and turned to Jingxin again. "I don't care which Small World genius you are. Once you get here, you crawl like a dog. When you see the strong, learn to wag your tail. If you dare talk nonsense to me, I'll make you understand at once that the super genius of your world is not even worth dog shit here!"
His voice was like an autumn wind, chilling people to the bone. "Our strength may not be high, but... aren't you no better than dog shit here either? You act like a lapdog before the commanders, yet I don't see you being all that proud!" Jingxin did not yield an inch in her words.
Joke. If I'm not even worth dog shit, then what the hell are you? You're just some minor captain—do you really think you're somebody?
Hearing this, Nie Yun smiled faintly.
He had never expected Jingxin to possess such a talent—her words were so sharp.
Since they were disguising themselves as geniuses, they needed the pride of geniuses. If they were bullied like grandsons and did not dare say a word, they probably would not amount to much in the future.
That was precisely why