Lu liye coldly threw his bag on his back and glared at them with a sharp gaze. He warned them coldly, " "Don't think that I, Lu liye, can't beat up women just because I like to hit on them! I don't care who you are, I'll still beat you up! Don't be afraid, take one more f * cking step forward!"
All the bullies didn't dare to say anything.
What kind of person was Lu liye? He was a hedonistic son of a rich family who never cared about his life when he fought! Although he had not been in the school for long, he had a wide network of connections. He had hundreds of brothers at his beck and call. Who would dare to touch such a dandy young master?
Seeing that they did not dare to move, Lu liye coldly retracted his gaze and looked at the disheveled Chi Yi on the ground.
He reached out his hand to her, and his cold expression changed to a cheeky smile. "Little pervert, your temper is too strong. You got beaten up, right?"
