Good-for-nothing

Yuan Sheng was familiar with this rule as well and didn't need Xu Yi's reminder.

"Tsk…" Suddenly, Yuan Sheng straightened up and said faintly, "Eleven, I know your past… just a cowardly good-for-nothing like you actually have the nerve to fight for the post of head captain?"

"What did you say…" Eleven furrowed his brows.

"Tsk tsk tsk…" Yuan Sheng shook his head and smiled. "Four years ago, before you picked up martial arts and joined the Si family's Dark Team… you had a girlfriend who was your childhood sweetheart and you guys had quite a good relationship…"

"You!" At the reminder of the past, Eleven's body stiffened.

"What a pity… that night while you and your girlfriend were strolling in the park, both of you met some armed drunkards…" Yuan Sheng's smile grew wider.

"ENOUGH!" Eleven clenched his fists and his breathing became more rapid.