"You, the top idiot of our entire school, a piece of trash who scores a measly five points on exams, dare lecture me! You're just humiliating yourself. Today, this young master will make you a fool in front of everyone!"
"Do you dare to bet that in today's herb-collecting competition, whoever has the lower score must kneel in the school's field and shout a hundred times 'I am an idiot'?"
Qiao Sheng, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, jabbed his finger at Chu Feng's nose and cursed vehemently.
With a sinister smile filled with superiority, he threw down the gauntlet to Chu Feng.
"Ha! This is going to be fun. Our top freshman scholar is going to slap the face of the top failing student hard!"
"When the time comes, it'll be hilarious to see Chu Feng, that idiot, kneeling in the field and yelling at himself for being an idiot!"
