Chu Feng merely lifted his eyelids and retorted with biting sarcasm,"To borrow a phrase from Prince Liu Ping, one must have self-awareness! I may not have money, but I'm surrounded by beauties due to my skills, due to my charm."
"Unlike you, despite having a few stinking coins, your character is poor, you're full of hot air, and no girl wants to associate with you. They all avoid you like they would the plague."
"Alas, I truly feel sorry for your pitiful state!"
Chu Feng's words were met with bursts of applause.
The majority, being the less wealthy, were invisibly drawn to his side by his speech.
"You, you poor bastard..." Liu Ping's face turned a ghastly shade of green, his pain point precisely hit by Chu Feng, making him like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, seething with rage.
"Sour grapes – that's what you're saying because you can't have them. I've seen too many people like you."
