"Hey, come here!"
Wang Hao had barely warmed his seat when Dongge, surrounded by beauties, called out and even waved him over, his posture exuding extreme arrogance—just like a master summoning his underling.
Wang Hao merely glanced at Dongge and ignored him.
"Dongge, this guy is disrespectful, not even giving you face, ignoring you completely!"
One of the beauties immediately tattled to Dongge.
"My little darling, don't be angry. I'll go over and teach him a lesson."
After a couple of coquettish comments from the beauty in his embrace, Dongge's entire body began to tingle, and his head was completely overtaken by lust. He really did approach Wang Hao.
"You little punk, offering you to spar with me is a privilege, don't show your true colors by being ungrateful!"
Dongge, shirtless and displaying his toned muscles, stood before Wang Hao looking belligerent.
Wang Hao looked up, let out a cold laugh, and deliberately turned away.