At this time, the school gate was bustling with people coming and going, and Zhang Meihua deliberately raised her voice, attracting quite a crowd.
Zhang Meihua had planned this. No matter how capable Li Si was, in front of an audience, surely she wouldn't refuse to save face.
But times had changed. Li Si let out a cold laugh and retorted sarcastically, "Oh? Do you really not know why I'm distant from you? Take a look at North City—what kind of elder shamelessly sells their junior's bone marrow? And the money for buying those dates? It came from what I earned for donating my bone marrow, didn't it? I can't stomach it! A word of advice: you'd better not target me again, or I'll hit where it hurts the most!"
