Just as the two of them were about to take the elevator, someone pushed them from behind. Mao Shan, already in a bad mood, turned around and cursed, "Are you blind?"
"Motherfucker, who are you cursing?" A young man's voice came from behind.
Mao Shan sneered and grabbed the other person's shoulder, "Say that again to my face?"
"I said you—" The young man couldn't finish his words, staring blankly, he stammered, pointing at Song Yun, "You... why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?" Song Yun said disdainfully, not expecting to meet an acquaintance in such a place.
"Li Shiwan, haven't you been taught enough from last time? Seems like you haven't learned your lesson yet."
Li Shiwan said through gritted teeth, "I took my lumps for last time, but today I won't let you get away with it."
"Get lost, I don't have time to waste on you," Mao Shan bellowed. "If you keep pestering me, believe it or not, I'll break your legs."