"Jing Luoluo, what do you mean?! Who are you calling a dog?"
"Whoever answers is the dog, obviously! I didn't mention any names, so don't go sticking random hats on your own head!"
With this breezy remark, Jing Luoluo came within a hair's breadth of angering Zhao Wenzhou to death. Zhao immediately rolled up his sleeves, waving his fists as he lunged forward to throw a punch.
Chapter 36