A grand display before the crowd!
Zhao Rui cupped his hands at the crowd, then led his parents and Zhou Moshu back into the underground parking garage.
The surrounding crowd parted to let them through, but no one dared to mob them like they would a celebrity.
"Who is that woman? She's so beautiful, and so lucky!"
"Yeah, if only I had a boyfriend that amazing."
"You? Forget it. You're not even good-looking."
"What's that supposed to mean? What part of me isn't good-looking? Hmph, look at you, you're short and fat…"
"What did you say?"
"So what if I said it?"
"You're pulling my hair…"
"You bitch!"
And so, because of Zhao Rui's appearance, a pair of best friends descended into a catfight of scratching and hair-pulling.
...
On the way back, Zhao Jincheng and his wife still couldn't believe that the person flying through the air earlier was their very own son.
"Son, what level are you at now?"
