"Your soft rice tricks have been completely exposed. So, are you not planning to leave now?"
Ethan Wu said coldly, "And your friend over there—take him and get out of my sight. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee you’ll leave here unharmed."
If you want to keep your dignity, just listen. Today, Lily Zhong doesn’t have the power to fly in from Oceanport and save you.
Ethan Wu folded his arms, and everyone watched Evan Lin’s group.
Hank Chu gritted his teeth, ready to spring into action.
Behind him, Julie Chu clutched Hank’s shirt and whispered a shaky apology.
She felt responsible for the trouble Hank and the others were in.
"I think the time’s just about up."
Evan Lin looked at Ethan Wu and smiled faintly.
"What time?" Ethan Wu’s heart skipped a beat as he looked at Evan, who seemed utterly unbothered. Deep down, Ethan felt a surge of unease.
Even though they had the upper hand and public support, Evan Lin’s group was clearly surrounded.
Yet Ethan Wu couldn’t shake a strange feeling deep down.
The time when you’ll be convinced and kneel down, begging me to let you go.
Evan Lin said seriously.
His words stunned everyone nearby, then many started laughing.
They all thought Evan Lin was just bluffing.
The principal was stunned, looking at Evan Lin with curiosity.
He was curious about this so-called soft rice man, who could 'hold up Lily Zhong’s bowl of soft rice'—what gave him the confidence to say such things?
NewAir Airlines is an established company with strong backing.
Ethan Wu and Ryan Wu really do have the power to be arrogant.
What a joke." Ryan Wu scoffed. "Who do you think you are? You want us to kneel and beg you?
Beg you for what? To teach us how to eat soft rice?
Ryan Wu sneered, and Ethan Wu frowned. Just as Ethan was about to speak, his phone rang in his pocket.
The ringtone was jarringly loud; each ring felt like it struck everyone’s nerves.
Bro, your phone’s ringing. Who’s calling?" Ryan Wu looked at Ethan and asked.
Ethan Wu took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and his expression suddenly changed. His grip tightened on the phone.
See that? This is what the people want.
Ryan Wu grinned, eyes full of provocation as he stared straight at Evan Lin.
You’re the one eating soft rice! Your whole family eats soft rice! Dumbass, if you were in front of me, I’d slap you silly!
One furious voice after another blasted out through Will Han’s phone speaker.