C21 – You Little Brat

Loong Chen’s brows furrowed, and he turned around to find a burly Baldie standing beside him.

This robust Baldie radiated a menacing aura, clearly signaling he wasn’t the benevolent type. But could Loong Chen be intimidated?

“Proceed to the back and join the queue.”

Loong Chen delivered this instruction with an unruffled countenance.

Hearing Loong Chen’s words, the man’s eyes slitted, his face contorting into a ruthless expression.

Nobody dared to defy his directives.

“You little punk, barely sprouting any hair on your body. What business do you have taking this test? Step aside, and if I’m feeling generous, maybe I’ll toss you a few bucks as a reward.”

Loong Chen cast a sidelong glance at Baldie, a smile playing at his lips.

“Putting aside whether all the hair on my body has grown or not, at least I have some hair on my head.”

Loong Chen looked Baldie in the eye, his smile unwavering.

Not only that, Loong Chen’s face remained composed, as if he had effortlessly managed to catch the punch.

Despite his lean frame, why was his strength so remarkable?”

“No wonder he dared to face off with Baldie. He must possess some hidden prowess. Baldie has truly met his match this time.”

“I’ve held a grudge against Baldie for ages. Dude, you’re amazing.”

Loong Chen’s display of strength sent shockwaves through the onlookers. Even the young man who had previously taunted him displayed a shift in expression.

Recalling his earlier mockery of Loong Chen, he now felt the stares of those around him were infused with mockery.

“He merely resisted a punch from Baldie. It’s not that significant. Maybe Baldie seemed tough, but deep down, he’s just a weakling.”

With a stern face, the young man snorted dismissively.

At this juncture, Baldie truly felt indignant. He had exerted his utmost strength, yet the slight Loong Chen proved immovable, akin to a wall.

“Teach me a lesson in lieu of my parents? You’re not worthy. Beat it!”

Emitting a cold snort, Loong Chen seized Baldie’s wrist and flung him with force. Baldie lost control, soaring out of the Registration Hall.

Loong Chen simply clapped his hands, his demeanor undisturbed, as though he had no involvement in the recent events.