A loud, blaring shout!
Deafening and ear-splitting!
Wu Jie had reached the end of his patience!
Since arriving in Handong City that afternoon, he had been holding back.
At this moment, with all four pieces of trash having assembled, there was naturally no need to endure any longer.
However...
It seemed that merely shouting fiercely didn't have any effect!
"Who the hell are you trying to scare? What are you yelling about?"
Ninth Master clutched an old vinegar bottle tightly and took deliberate, aggressive steps towards Wu Jie.
"Do you have any idea who I am? You dare to act wild in front of me, are you tired of living?!"
Wu Jie sneered coldly, not taking Ninth Master into consideration at all.
The anger of Director Miao and Chief Yu was trivial as well.
It was instead Dean Kong, who sat wide-legged and leaned back on his chair, powerfully poised, who seemed to be a tough nut to crack.
To have climbed to his current position of power, he must not be inexperienced.