Chapter Three Hundred and Eighty-Eight
The sudden move by Long Xiaoshan startled everyone around him.
And that crushing sound just now was like a balloon bursting.
When the handsome student with a mocking expression lifted his head, his nose and mouth were covered in fresh blood, his once prominent nose bridge was now shattered, and pain and anger were evident on his beautiful face.
He never imagined it would happen.
His dazzling opening drift had been met with a brutal beating in a blink of an eye.
Nobody in the business school had ever dared to treat him like this.
"What are you doing? Do you know who I am?" the handsome student asked, looking at Long Xiaoshan with cold eyes.
"I don't need to know who you are. I only know that you're a scumbag, and if you apologize to my girlfriend right now, we'll call it even," Long Xiaoshan said.
Since they were at school, Long Xiaoshan didn't want to make too much of a scene.
