"You fat pig, did that railing rub you the wrong way, so you decided to teach it a lesson?!"
Ying Ming Hao wore a mocking smile as he spat out the taunt, waving the belt in his hand as though daring him to do something.
At those words, Chu Wei flew into a rage. His eyes widened and his face flushed crimson. Like an enraged lion, he roared at Ying Ming Hao:
"Argh... pretty boy, I'll kill you..."
Before his words had faded, Chu Wei wheeled around and lunged at Ying Ming Hao, swift as lightning.
But halfway there, an odd sensation suddenly struck him. He felt a chill between his legs, as though something had slipped down.
Since Ying Ming Hao had snatched his belt earlier, his loose trousers, no longer secured, suddenly slid down without warning.
The unexpected mishap caught Chu Wei completely off guard, bringing his movements to an abrupt halt.
"Hahahaha..."
Seeing this, Ying Ming Hao immediately burst into unrestrained laughter. It rang through the air as though it would pierce the clouds.
"You fat pig, have you got some weird, perverted fetish? You actually want to put on a live talent show.
Hahahaha..."
He doubled over laughing, his body shaking uncontrollably, utterly heedless of Chu Wei's embarrassment and humiliation.
The surrounding spectators also burst out laughing at the sight. Some even laughed until tears streamed down their faces.
Ye Hua finally broke free of Yan Xi's obstruction and hurried over behind Ying Ming Hao. At the scene before her,
her face instantly turned red. She hastily spat a few times, as though trying to erase the embarrassing sight from her mind.
Meanwhile, his face burning with shame and fury, Chu Wei shrieked and frantically grabbed his fallen trousers, terrified of making an even bigger