บท 565: Massacre

A few days later. 

A group of college students gathered in a VIP room in a bar downtown. Inside, young men and women mingled, exchanging flirting and occasionally lewd jokes at each other. 

Some of them were bold enough to make out, but no one paid attention to them as they were too busy with their own things. 

Among them, there was one man who shone brighter than the rest. He wore expensive items from luxury brands from head to toe as he sat leisurely with two girls in both arms like he owned the place.

"Man, Xi Min owned the prettiest girls again! Why is his fortune so good? He was born rich and good-looking. No girls would pay attention to us when he is here." One of the guys who sat on the corner sulked to his friend.

"His life is enviable indeed, but Xi Min is ruthless. Do you remember that kid who is always bullied?"

"You mean that gloomy kid who always draws by himself in the corner? What of him?"