Trent thought, you want him to kneel?
You want him to wipe your shoes?
You want him to kiss your shoes?
Trent's eyes were burning with anger. He stared at Roy. "I dare you to repeat yourself."
"Well, well. You are so arrogant. Do you want to hit me in front of everyone again? Come at me! My face is right here! Aren't you good at fighting? Come on! Hit me!"
Roy was not afraid of being stared at by Trent.
Roy thought, so what if you are good at fighting? Don't forget about what kind of society we are living in.
You are nothing compared with many other things. For example, bullets.
Roy patted his face repeatedly, looking like he was asking for a beating.
"Trent..." Kiley knew Trent very well. Seeing Roy so unreasonable and arrogant, she immediately walked towards Trent.
Meanwhile, Trent took a step forward.