Yang Zi burst out laughing. "Perfect," she said. "He's sprawled out like a giant turtle on its back!"
Everyone took a look. Da Huan was on his back with his limbs splayed out—he really did look like a giant turtle. One by one, they all started laughing.
Da Huan's face flushed red with humiliation. As he struggled to his feet, he roared at his companions, who still hadn't grasped the situation, "What the fuck are you gawking at? Is this a show? Get over here and help me pound these student punks!"
With a loud CLATTER, the three men drinking at the next table all shot to their feet. Cursing, they charged toward Zhao Yuan and his friends.
"Beat those bastards!" Liu Zhu roared as he jumped to his feet, having been itching for a fight. In his eyes, Lin Xue and the other girls were treasures, goddesses. For these lowlifes to dare and hit on them—it was utterly intolerable!
