Chapitre 3707: Taking in an underling

Ling Han smiled at Zhuang Bufan, and said, "Children shouldn't learn to speak like adults. Hurry up and go home."

Zhuang Bufan was enraged. What he hated the most was others calling him childish.

"Don't underestimate me!" he shouted loudly.

"Suddenly raising your voice is usually because you've been hit where it hurts, so you fly into a rage out of humiliation," Ling Han said slowly. When it came to verbal attacks, he was naturally incredibly sharp. He had trained with the large black dog.

Zhuang Bufan's face instantly flushed red. "I'm already sixteen years old, not a child! I'm not!"

"Fine, fine, fine. If you say you're not, then you're not. Come, Sixth Baby, give him a piece of candy. Take it and hurry home," Ling Han said.

'F*ck you!'

Zhuang Bufan looked at the toffee that Sixth Baby handed over, his eyes practically spitting fire.