Guan Jieying's face gradually turned cold. He felt that he could not get Sharp Light back without a tougher attitude.
"Huh…"
Suddenly, Guan Jieying's pupils constricted as he sensed another Martial Saint not far away. Although it did not last long, he was certain that it was the aura of a Martial Saint.
"Is it Hua Zixu?" Guan Jieying grew solemn. This was a branch of Western Brilliance University. He could not think of anyone other than Hua Zixu.
Considering how close Hua Zixu was to Wang Tianyi, Hua Zixu wold certainly not turn a blind eye if Guan Jieying attacked Wang Hao.
The demonstration of the Martial Saint vibe must be a warning from Hua Zixu.
At this moment, the college students of the No. 3 school were praising Wang Hao.
"I think Master Wang Hao was right. He's a pharmacist, not a fighter. His time is too precious to be wasted on fighting."
