After dealing with those three, Su Yang walked over and helped Hu Xiexie up, leading Zhao Jun and others, they strutted out of the gymnasium.
Many people were present, all followers of these three dandies from Capital City. Yet, from beginning to end, not a single one dared step forward to intervene.
After all, with the three masters defeated, what could the others possibly dare to do?
It was only after watching Su Yang walk far away that these people hurriedly ran down to help the three on the ground get up.
But their injuries were not light. Naturally, when they were helped up, their wounds were touched directly.
"Ouch, damn it, it hurts like hell!" Young Master Ding cursed angrily, "Let go of me, quickly!"
The lackey behind him hastily let go, and Young Master Ding immediately fell to the ground, his broken leg hitting the floor, causing him so much pain he almost fainted.
