[163] You have the guts to touch a single hair on me? _1

"Who the hell are you? Who gave you the right to meddle in my business?"

The greasy Liu turned his head and saw a young, handsome face.

Being unattractive and older himself, he always detested these types of young, good-looking guys.

And the fact that this one had just come out of nowhere to spoil his fun made him loathe the man even more.

"Who am I? I'm your dad. Not recognizing your own father, what an unfilial son you are," Tang Feng said, grabbing his shoulder and shoving him away.

With considerable force, coupled with the middle-aged man's slight drunkenness, he stumbled back several steps.

Fortunately, he was caught by someone behind him; otherwise, he would have taken a nasty fall.

Tang Feng didn't bother with him further and turned to help Jiang Zi, "Class monitor, are you okay?"

Jiang Zi leaned on his shoulder, her eyes groggy from drink, and glanced at him, "It's Tang Feng, thank you."

Seeing it was Tang Feng, her tense nerves finally relaxed significantly.