Feng Jietang shot the younger man a glare in response.
He put both hands against his waist and said flatly, "I would have knocked if I knew that someone were there. But you do know that this is my trailer, right?"
Lang Yuxuan jabbed his finger at the medium-sized tag pasted next to the trailer's door.
Written across the white board was : "Feng Jietang, Lang Yuxuan".
"....."
"So it is not your private trailer, Senior Feng," Lang Yuxuan said, his tone dripping with sarcasm when he referred to Feng Jietang as his senior. "It's ours."
Ours.
Feng Jietang almost choked on his spit.
"Yeah, right, whatever. No one informed me."
Feng Jietang walked past Lang Yuxuan and stepped into the trailer.
"They assumed you could read. I shall inform them that they are gravely mistaken."
Feng Jietang whipped around and glared at Lang Yuxuan.