Bei Feng's words left Liu Jie and the rest with their mouths twitching. The gazes with which they looked at Jin Rong were filled with pity.
"That was a savage slap... I think half of his face is disfigured now?"
"Ha! What a well-deserved slap! He's not even the captain yet, but he's so annoyingly cocky!"
"Exactly! This fellow's walking around with the airs of 'Heaven is number 1, Earth is number 2 and I am number 3'. If not him, who is more worthy of being slapped?"
"This is called 'a wicked person will naturally be tormented by another wicked person'. He's a sick fellow, but that youngster is even more harsh! But why do I feel so glad, like my anger is being vented for me?"
The other team members had already formed a small circle around Jin Rong, pointing at and rebuking him in gleeful soft voices. They had long been dissatisfied with Jin Rong's antics. If not for the fact that he had a good father, how could someone like him become a vice captain as soon as he joined the team?