150: Chapter 150 Someone come quick! Someone, throw him out!

Halfway through his sentence, Flowered-Shirt Man cut himself short.

It wasn't because of a sudden surge of conscience, but rather because Lu Li's hand tightened a bit more.

The collar choked him so tightly that his face turned from white to red, and then from red to purple, making him feel so uncomfortable that he could barely bear it.

"Ugh... You... Let go!"

Flowered-Shirt Man grabbed Lu Li's wrist with both hands, trying to pry open that iron-vise-like hand.

But Lu Li's strength was ridiculously immense, and he couldn't budge it at all.

The waiting area fell completely silent.

All the other contestants stood up; some took out their phones to film, while others were afraid of getting caught in the crossfire.

However, some also wore excited expressions, looking as if they were watching a good show.

This would definitely be big news afterwards.

"Lu Li."

Shen Qingxue's slightly anxious voice came from behind.

"Don't be impulsive."

Lu Li didn't react at all.

His icy gaze was still nailed to Flowered-Shirt Man's face, almost as if he was about to pull out a knife.

"Apologize."

Lu Li spoke. Although it was only two words, the sense of oppression was immense.

Flowered-Shirt Man was uncomfortable from being choked, but the stubbornness and pride deep in his bones made him stubbornly refuse to lower his head.

"W-What are you apologizing for? I didn't say anything wrong... Uh ah!!"

Before he could finish, Lu Li's arm suddenly tightened, lifting Flowered-Shirt Man entirely off the ground, leaving only his toes barely touching the floor.

Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was possessed by a ghost.

"I said, apologize."

Lu Li said word by word.

The atmosphere in the waiting area was tense to the extreme.

A few timid female contestants had already covered their mouths, afraid that violence would break out the next second and blood would be shed.

Just then, a hand reached over from the side and gently rested on Lu Li's arm.

Lu Li turned his head. Shen Qingxue was standing right beside him, her eyes slightly anxious, gently shaking her head at him.

"Don't be too impulsive for now."

Shen Qingxue's voice was very soft, so soft that only Lu Li could hear it.

"It's not worth it for a person like this."

Lu Li stared at her for two seconds, then took a deep breath, gradually easing the strength in his hand little by little.

Flowered-Shirt Man's feet hit the ground, and he stumbled back two steps, clutching his neck and coughing violently, his face flushed red.

"You... Are you fucking crazy?!"

Catching his breath, he pointed at Lu Li, his voice sharp and hoarse.

"Someone come here! Where are the staff?! You just wait! I'm going to find someone to throw you out!!!"

Lu Li didn't look at him at all, turning around to walk back.

After taking two steps, his footsteps paused slightly, and he glanced sideways out of the corner of his eye at Flowered-Shirt Man, who was still jumping around angrily.

"Oh yo yo, so badass, I'll accompany you anytime."

With that, he scoffed and walked away without looking back.

Shen Qingxue gave Flowered-Shirt Man a cold look and turned to follow behind Lu Li.

The two walked out of the waiting area one after the other and stopped at the end of the corridor.

Lu Li leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, tilting his head back to stare at the ceiling, his chest still heaving slightly.

Shen Qingxue stood beside him, remained quiet for a few seconds, and then spoke.

"That was impulsive."

"I know."

Lu Li closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

"But I don't regret it. You heard what that grandson said. What do you mean by 'who would believe it'? What do you mean by 'the judges are giving face'? What do you mean by—"

"I know."

Shen Qingxue interrupted him, her tone still calm.

"But I'd rather you hadn't used your hands."

Lu Li opened his eyes, turned his head to look at her, somewhat puzzled.

"Why?"

"Because it's not worth it."

Shen Qingxue looked at him, her cold, aloof eyes carrying a trace of gentleness that Lu Li had never seen before.

"That kind of person isn't worth dirtying your hands, and it also affects—"

Lu Li was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curved up slightly.

"Alright, I'll listen to you. Next time I won't use my hands."

Shen Qingxue stared at him for two seconds, as if confirming whether he was just brushing her off.

"Next time, use your feet."

She added expressionlessly.

Lu Li was stunned for a second, and then chuckled out loud with a 'pfft'.

"Are you advising me or egging me on, Elder?"

Shen Qingxue didn't reply, withdrew her gaze, and turned to walk back.

"Let's go, let's head inside first. Calculating the time, it should be about ready."

Lu Li shook his head with a smile and followed behind her.

The two had just walked to the entrance of the waiting area when they heard a commotion coming from inside.

"That's him! He's the one who hit someone!"

Flowered-Shirt Man's voice was sharp and loud as he pointed toward the entrance, yelling at a few staff members who had just rushed over.

"Are you going to manage this or not? If you don't, I'm going to expose you guys!"

The leading staff member was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing glasses and with a serious expression.

He glanced at the red mark on Flowered-Shirt Man's neck, then looked at Lu Li, who was walking in, and frowned.

"What's going on?"

Flowered-Shirt Man acted as if he had found a backing, and his voice became even louder.

"He hit someone! Look at my neck, it's all red! I'm so pissed, I'm going to call the police! I want a medical examination for injuries!"

The staff member's gaze lingered on Lu Li for a moment. Although he recognized him, he still looked at Shen Qingxue to confirm once more.

"Teacher Shen, this person is your..."

"My partner, Lu Li."

Shen Qingxue's tone was calm, but her attitude was very clear.

The staff member breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and walked up to Lu Li.

"Mr. Lu, please come out with me for a moment."

Lu Li glanced at Shen Qingxue, and Shen Qingxue nodded slightly.

He shrugged and followed the staff member outside.

Seeing this, the smugness on Flowered-Shirt Man's face almost overflowed, and as he followed behind, he didn't forget to turn back and shout at the other contestants.

"Did you see that? Hitting people has a price to pay!"

In the corridor.

The staff member led Lu Li to a relatively quiet corner, turned around, with a serious yet polite expression.

"Mr. Lu, according to the competition area's regulations, non-contestants are not allowed to enter the backstage area. It was already an exception that you were able to come in."

"Now that something like this has happened again, I have no choice but to ask you to leave. I'm truly sorry."

Lu Li leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, his expression calm.

This result wasn't too unexpected; after all, he had struck first and was indeed in the wrong.

"Fine, I'll leave."

He agreed crisply and turned around ready to leave.

The staff member was momentarily stunned, clearly not expecting him to be so cooperative.

"Then... Sorry to trouble you."

Lu Li waved his hand, took two steps, then stopped and turned back to look at the staff member.

"Right, that Flowered-Shirt inside—if you know him, advise him: a mouth is for eating, not for spewing shit."

The staff member's mouth twitched, and he gave a wry smile.