Don't be ungrateful for the face I'm giving you

Zhou Fu's expression shifted upon being ignored by Ye Wanwan. She snorted and said, "Ye Wanwan, who do you think you are? You're just a lowly D-rank mercenary *and* a newly enrolled student, but Senior Brother Zhang is a C-rank mercenary. Don't be ungrateful for the face I'm giving you."

The expressions of the other students in the classroom all shifted. Ye Wanwan wasn't the only lowly D-rank mercenary there; which one of them wasn't a D-rank mercenary?

Zhou Fu managed to insult all the D-rank mercenaries with a sentence.

"Zhou Fu, aren't you also a D-rank mercenary? Aren't you also a new student?" a newly-enrolled student coldly questioned while staring at Zhou Fu.

Zhou Fu snorted. "I'm talking about Ye Wanwan, not you. What are you so aggravated about? Did you want to be a flower guardian?"

"Flower guardian?" Zhou Tao looked at his sister with a smile. "Say, sister, you're kidding, right? How could you call Ye Wanwan a flower with her looks?"