The middle-aged man finished speaking and walked towards Su Weifeng. His steps were slow, but each one was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
The students at the scene all noticed the middle-aged man who had rushed onto the stage, and many frowned.
"Who is this uncle?"
"Is he a teacher from one of the departments?"
"That's Young Master Wang's bodyguard. I've seen him with Young Master Wang before."
"Ah! A bodyguard, that's so cool."
"Silly girl, stop being infatuated. The bodyguards who follow these clan young masters are not good people..."
"This is a bodyguard we're talking about; that guy is going to be unlucky."
"Yes, these bodyguards are said to be, at the very least, soldiers who have been on the battlefield, and many are special forces. These people are not comparable to those in taekwondo—the kind who dare to kill..."
"Should we call the police?"
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