"What's wrong with what I said? Doesn't sound good? I spoke better than all of them, why do I get so little while they get so much?" Zhong Yu felt that Lin Murong was just playing favorites.
Lin Murong was a hypocrite.
Lin Murong judged by looks, thinking he was ugly before treating him differently.
Zhong Yu had enough, he truly was fed up.
Why, why did everyone look at him like that?
Was there no one who didn't judge by appearance?
Lin Murong looked at him, listened to him speak, and slowly opened his mouth in surprise.
Spoke well? Better than the others?
Damn!
Where did he get that confidence?
Why was this brother so confident, so very confident?
"Isn't that so?" Zhong Yu was infuriated.
"You really are..." Lin Murong struggled to speak for a moment before finally getting the rest of his words out.
"Confident. Too confident." It was impossible to find anyone as confident as him. It was the first time Lin Murong had seen someone so full of themselves.
