Facing Zhao Jiuge’s provocation, Zhou Hongyong became angry. When Zhao Jiuge mocked him, he was already angry. Now Zhao Jiuge had even called him a sissy—how could he endure? He originally just wanted to teach Zhao Jiuge a lesson, but now he had a deep hatred for Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge’s words were the same as smacking him in the face.

There were people going in and out of the Duty Hall. Hearing the sounds and feeling the spirit force fluctuations, people stopped what they were doing and gathered. Now that a crowd had gathered, Zhong Hongyong felt like he was riding a tiger, and it was difficult to get off. If he didn’t do anything, it would be an embarrassment.

His teacher was the...