Shao Mingyu pushed through the crowd, looking at the youth curled up on the ground, shivering.
Frowning, he surveyed his surroundings and said indifferently,
"Do you not know that fighting here will lead to the cancellation of your enrollment eligibility?"
Hearing Shao Mingyu's words, the surrounding youths hastily shook their heads.
They replied, "Senior, we didn't, we didn't fight.
We just said a few words to him, and he got scared like this."
Shao Mingyu furrowed his brow slightly, patted the shoulder of the youth in the black robe, and asked, "Are you all right?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine," the youth in the black robe quickly shook his head.
Seeing the demeanor of the youth in the black robe, Shao Mingyu then understood why everyone was ridiculing him.
The Third-Eye Demon Clan was inherently dull and of low aptitude, often ostracized by other races.
