Being forced to grow like a pig? But I'm immune to the consequences!

"Two hundred and twenty-two per person," Suoguli repeated, his voice growing even colder.

Zhou Wei and the other two showed obvious impatience, but they were intimidated by the scarred and fierce face of Suo Guli and did not dare to make a move.

Zhou Wei, forcing himself to speak, said, "I'll give it to you when we get back."

"Okay." Soguli nodded and didn't press further.

After finishing our meal, it was time to go back to the dorm, so naturally we had to take a taxi.

As usual, Zhao Dele hailed a car first and got in with Suoguli and Tunan.

Liu Zhi, Shen Zitong, and Yan Liang stood to the side. This time, Liu Zhi didn't rush to hail a taxi. Seeing this, Shen Zitong raised his hand and flagged one down. Yan Liang, quick as a flash, squeezed in.

In the end, only Zhang Lin, Xu Fei, and Zhou Wei remained.

Xu Fei and Zhou Wei remained calm and collected, one turning his head to look at the street scene, the other looking down, showing no intention of hailing a taxi.

Left with no other option, Zhang Lin had to flag down a car himself.

In his view, the round-trip fare could be split evenly when the time comes.

Before long, the group arrived at the entrance of the Martial Arts Academy.

As soon as they got out of the car, Xu Fei and Zhou Wei started walking into the yard without even saying hello.

Zhang Lin quickly called out to the two, "The fare is two hundred in total. Let's split it among the three of us, sixty-six yuan each."

Zhou Wei turned around and glanced at him upon hearing the sound, but didn't say anything before turning his head back.

Zhang Lin frowned, then raised his voice and repeated, "Sixty-six per person!"

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you when I get back!" Zhou Wei said without turning his head, his tone full of impatience.

The two continued walking, whispering to each other in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Zhang Lin behind them to hear clearly.

"How stingy! They have to haggle over such a small amount of money."

"That's right, look at how poor they are, they've probably never seen money before."

Upon hearing these words, Zhang Lin felt a surge of anger rising to his head.

The person who didn't pay is accusing the person who paid of being stingy—what kind of twisted logic is that!

"Then you pay! You don't pay for your meal, you don't pay for your taxi, you just stand there pretending to be something you're not, and you're still criticizing others? What's the point?!" He couldn't hold back any longer and roared out on the spot.

The shout made quite a commotion, instantly attracting the attention of those around. Liu Zhi and his group, along with Zhao Dele and his companions, quickly gathered around.

Being yelled at like that in public, Zhou Wei and Xu Fei instantly lost their composure.

Zhou Wei, with his neck stiffened, adopted a self-righteous stance: "Did I say I wouldn't give it to you? What are you yelling about! It's just a few bucks, why are you making such a fuss?"

Turning the tables on him, Zhang Lin was furious, his chest tightening with anger: "What are you pretending for? If you were truly generous, you would have paid the money on your own initiative. Why would I need to remind you to bring it up? And now you're just gossiping behind my back!"

"I fucking..." The word "bold" seemed to hit Zhou Wei's sore spot, and he immediately flew into a rage, taking a step forward as if to make a move.

Having come from the outer city, Zhang Lin had no real connections in the inner city and, unwilling to get into trouble, subconsciously took a step back.

This retreat only emboldened Zhou Wei. Seeing this, Xu Fei also rolled up his sleeves, looking ready to charge at any moment.

Just then, Zhao Dele and the other two quickly stepped forward and stood in front of Zhang Lin.

"What do you want?!"

The scene of the two arguing, with the soaring goose saying, "Read this book!" had already been witnessed by many students about to enter the martial arts academy. Everyone has a gossipy nature, and the crowd stopped to watch the spectacle.

Liu Zhi and his friends also came over, trying to smooth things over: "It's just a few dozen yuan, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

Zhao Dele disagreed, frowning as he said, "It was a small matter to begin with. They paid for it themselves, so it's only fair that they ask you to split the cost. Why are you making such a fuss?"

"I'm not giving it to you, so what?" Zhou Wei completely adopted an arrogant attitude, looking utterly fearless.

"You dare not give it to me and try!" Soguli was not one to be trifled with either, and immediately took a step forward, his eyes cold.

With tensions rising between the two sides, a conflict was imminent.

Just then, several slender figures walked over. The girls who came were all outstanding in appearance, tall and slender, and dressed in exquisite and appropriate attire.

The girl in the lead wore a trench coat and had a clear, pleasant voice with a touch of magnetism: "What happened? We're all classmates, let's talk this out."

"It's none of your business, mind your own business," Xu Fei said, adopting a very manly demeanor.

"That's right, Brother Yi, this has nothing to do with you guys," Zhou Wei chimed in.

The girl called Yi-ge was named Ning Yi. She said calmly, "If there's any conflict, find a place to resolve it privately. What kind of behavior is it to block the entrance of the Martial Arts Academy?"

Xu Fei and Zhou Wei seemed to have a great deal of respect for Ning Yi, or rather, they were trying to curry favor with him. Upon hearing this, they nodded reluctantly and turned to leave.

"Stop! Pay up, and from now on we'll go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other," Soguli said coldly.

"Are you fucking asking for a beating...?" Xu Fei suddenly turned around and blurted out the swear word.

"I'll pay whatever they owe you." Ning Yi stepped forward and calmly took out his wallet.

"No, no, we'll give it to you, we'll give it to you!" Zhou Wei quickly reached out to stop Ning Yi.

He quickly pulled a wad of banknotes from his pocket and started counting them.

"One, two, three... Here, this is for both of us, one hundred and twenty!" He counted out a few bills with an air of magnanimity and impatiently handed them to Zhang Lin.

"Sixty-six per person, one hundred and thirty-two for two people." Zhang Lin glanced at the money in his hand but did not take it immediately.

"Damn it!" Zhou Wei cursed under his breath, then counted out another bill and handed it over, his face full of disdain.

"Two more pieces are needed." Zhang Lin wouldn't budge an inch.

Zhou Wei looked as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world, a mocking smile spreading across his face. He shoved another bill out of his pocket and sneered, "Fine, you're something else! Here, take this one. Keep the change, consider it charity from me, you poor bastard!"

Zhang Lin didn't understand what Lin Bei meant, but he could guess it wasn't anything nice. He said expressionlessly, "This is what I deserve. I paid for it myself. You have no right to take advantage of me. Paying more is your duty, but paying less is absolutely unacceptable."

As he spoke, he reached out to take the money.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Wei suddenly revealed a sinister smile in full view of everyone. He swung his arm sharply, and the banknotes in his hand were thrown violently to the ground!

"Want money? Pick it up yourself, you filthy beggar!"

Several banknotes fluttered and scattered on the ground.

After doing all this, Zhou Wei turned around and left triumphantly.

Looking at the banknotes scattered on the ground, Zhang Lin felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and his eyes suddenly turned bloodshot. He could no longer bear it, and he rushed forward, kicking Zhou Wei hard in the back.

Caught off guard, Zhou Wei was kicked squarely, immediately losing his balance and falling flat on his face.