Like a demon, like a god, like a ghost, this suddenly appearing person startled Wei Feixiang out of his wits. He steadied himself and looked closely, realizing it was Lin Tian.
"You... what do you want?" Wei Feixiang stammered, his lips trembling, barely able to speak.
Lin Tian's face was expressionless, coldly saying, "I hear you're very vengeful? Coincidentally, I'm someone who doesn't offend unless offended. If I'm offended, I pay back tenfold."
Seeing Lin Tian's disdainful eyes, Wei Feixiang's pride was immensely hurt. A mere student, what right did he have to look at him like this?
Thinking this way, anger replaced fear in Wei Feixiang's heart, and he cursed, "Pay back your uncle!" as he threw a punch at Lin Tian's face.
With a bang, Wei Feixiang flew out. He didn't hit Lin Tian, nor did he see Lin Tian's movements; he just flew.
