Chu Yunfan turned around and left. He was not afraid that Pan Xiuwen would report this to his teacher. After all, only an idiot like him would dare speak of this.
Pan Xiuwen was lying on the ground, clutching his chest. He could barely breathe. With every breath he took, he felt an intense pain in his internal organs. He knew they had been injured.
He was defeated in just one blow!
This crushed Pan Xiuwen's pride. He looked down on anyone other than those from Donghua No. 1 High, but Chu Yunfan just gave him a vicious slap.
"D*mn it. D*mn it!"
After a long time, Pan Xiuwen finally stood up and walked into the depths of the school. Soon, he arrived in front of a building that was decorated in a modern style. He opened the door to one of the classrooms. In the middle of the classroom stood a tall youth standing with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.
"B-Brother Lei," Pan Xiuwen said with difficulty.
