"Get lost! What nonsense, completely incoherent."
"Haven't you heard that 'fools have foolish luck'? Your son doesn't have that kind of luck, so of course, he's not stupid enough."
"So, do you wish your son were stupid?"
"I'm not complaining that my son doesn't have that luck; it's none of my business."
"Enough, I won't waste words with you anymore; let's just watch the show."
On the other side, in the billiard hall, after finding out the true identity of the person who was causing trouble, Fat Hui laughed, his face full of disdain and mockery.
"So you're the dork who used to complain to the teacher every day after I bullied you as a kid? It seems that after all these years, you're still the same old dork, not learning a thing. Let me tell you, in front of me, Fat Hui, you're nothing but an ant— I step on you if I feel like it and kill you if I desire; it was the same in the past and it remains the same now."
