Rong Qi glanced at the woman and then turned back to continue enjoying her soup.
"I am Rong Qi. But I'd advise you not to provoke me until Duan Qianming arrives." Rong Qi warned.
"Such arrogance!" Mrs. Duan rolled up her sleeves, intending to signal her bodyguards to come in. But the infirmary was already too crowded. The students of Class 7 stood up, forming a barrier in front of Rong Qi.
Mrs. Duan was seething, her eyes narrowing as she assessed them. She said, "If you don't want to drag your own families into this mess, then smarten up and get out of the way!"
Mrs. Duan's words carried a certain deterrent power.
The students of Class 7 were children of affluent families, but they were nothing in the face of their family's interests. For all they knew, the elders of their families might sacrifice them to appease the Duan family if it meant protecting the family's interests.
