The Hardships of a D

All eyes turned to one spot—a young man dressed in strange and flamboyant attire, leaning back nonchalantly in a chair, with his legs crossed and fingers constantly digging into his nostrils. He then casually flicked them away as if nothing had happened.,From the young man's facial expression and movements, it doesn't seem like the latter case.,Zhang Meng, since he hadn't received an invitation to the Association Grand Competition, was politely escorted out of the hall by staff while he was still waiting.。