Endless Pampering Only For You

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Feng Tianqi sneered. He placed an arm around the back of the chair and smirked at Jun Zeye as he said, "Who said that this is your seat? Now that I'm sitting here, this is my seat!"

"About that…" Mu Xiaoxiao saw that the boys were on the verge of breaking out into a fight.

However, the boy sitting in front of them turned his head back and said to Feng Tianqi in a low voice, "This is really his seat. Tianqi, hurry up and stand up. Come here and sit with me."

Feng Tianqi had a chipper personality and thus got on with the other boys easily.

Upon hearing this, Feng Tianqi's face darkened. "I don't want to! I want to sit with Xiaoxiao."

He slammed the top of the table, lifted his chin arrogantly, amd said to Jun Zeye, "I don't care if you're supposed to sit here."

"Tianqi, stop it. Don't provoke him, he's…" The boy sitting in front of Feng Tianqi looked as though he were afraid of Jun Zeye, so much so that he didn't even dare to cast a glance upon him.

Jun Zeye took his bag off his shoulder and placed it onto Mu Xiaoxiao's table with a thud.

The other students looked as though they were birds frightened by the mere twang of a bowstring, and shrunk to the farthest corner in fear as they looked at Jun Zeye with terrified faces.

Feng Tianqi frowned. He looked confused.

What were his classmates doing?

This person had an intimidating aura but it didn't warrant such fear, right?

Jun Zeye's lips parted slightly. In a low voice, he asked, "Are you getting up?"

Feng Tianqi said arrogantly, "I'm not going to. What are you going to do? Fight me? Game on! I've never been afraid of a fight!"

He wanted to fight?

This was just what he wanted. He had been itching for a fight recently.

"Tianqi!" The boy in front tried to warn him again.

However, it was no use.

Jun Zeye didn't like to waste time talking. He reached his right hands towards his back and casually flipped the corner of his wind breaker.

In a quick motion he whipped out a gun from his waist.

His long arm passed Mu Xiaoxiao and he pointed the muzzle of the gun at Feng Tianqi's forehead.

The students huddled in the corner of the classroom inhaled sharply and squeezed closer together. Some of them even escaped from of the classroom.

Mu Xiaoxiao was shocked as well. She looked at Jun Zeye anxiously and said to him hastily, "Please, just talk it out!"

Goodness, he actually flashed a gun just like that?

However, Feng Tianqi only laughed. Chuckling, he said, "Do you think I'm scared? Who are you trying to scare with that fake gun of yours?"

The boy sitting in front of him shook his head violently.

Jun Zeye looked at Feng Tianqi with a mild gaze. Upon hearing this, he moved his arm towards the window panes.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out!

All the students in the class screamed in fright.

There was a hole through a tree branch outside the window.

Feng Tianqi's pupils narrowed and he looked a little uncomfortable.

The gun was real!

This person actually brought a real gun to school?

Mu Xiaoxiao obviously knew that Jun Zeye's gun was real but she hadn't expected him to fire the gun for real. No, wait, how could this person not have the guts to fire a gun like that!

Seeing that Jun Zeye was ignoring her words, she turned towards Feng Tianqi and said, "Go sit in front of me. Hurry!"

"Xiaoxiao…" Feng Tianqi looked at her, aggrieved.

"Be good. Hurry up and go." Mu Xiaoxiao tugged at him.

It was only then that Feng Tianqi stood up reluctantly. He got out of his seat and wanted to go to the seat in front, but his path was blocked by Jun Zeye.

He shouted, "Get out of my way! I've returned your seat to you. Happy? Humph!"