A few disciples wanted to stop him.
But noticing that the Big Senior Brother had no intention to stop it, they sensibly sat back on their benches.
Tao Zhengjun's mountainous body caused a slight vibration on the ground.
Though he looked clumsy, his steps were actually quick.
In just a few strides, he reached Jiang Fan's back.
His enormous body cast a heavy shadow, engulfing Jiang Fan completely.
"Still eating?"
Tao Zhengjun saw Jiang Fan still eating without any regard for him, which made him chuckle in anger.
"Do you really think that just because Senior Sister Liu favors you, you can do whatever you want?"
He grabbed Jiang Fan's shoulder and snorted coldly,
"Let me tell you, the hierarchy among newcomers is established through skill, not women. Got it?"
Jiang Fan put down his chopsticks.
His brows gradually furrowed, and he said calmly, "Take your hand off!"
Tao Zhengjun laughed and instead of letting go, he slowly increased his grip.