"Wow, damn, you're pretty cocky, huh? Daring to speak to me like that?"
Upon hearing this, the young man with a dark complexion laughed: "I've grown up with no one daring to talk to me like that, Shao Wuyou. I just threw your stuff on the ground, what can you do about it?"
"Don't regret it."
Tang Ming suddenly laughed.
"Threatening me? Do you think you're qualified?"
Shao Wuyou walked up to Tang Ming, poking him in the chest, "Kid, you better behave yourself, or else in the next four years, I'll make sure you know what it feels like to wish you were dead."
"Fine, very fine."
Tang Ming nodded with a smile, picked up his newly bought kettle, and walked into the bathroom.
"Little punk, daring to act tough with me, can't even take a look at yourself."
Seeing Tang Ming walking away like that, Shao Wuyou grinned smugly.
"I say, we're all classmates, we'll be in the same dorm for four years, why go through this?"
Seeing Shao Wuyou, Meng Xianjun said helplessly.
