Lu Qi was furious when she heard the group of people mocking her, but she was helpless. There were too many people on the other side, and she was at a disadvantage.
'Forget it, I won't argue with an idiot. It was more important for me to comfort Seven.' Lu Qi thought.
"Seven, let's go, ignore them!" Lu Qi snorted and pulled Rong Qi out.
However, just as the two of them turned around, a stool suddenly flew over from behind.
The lecture hall was instantly filled with exclamations.
Rong Qi's eyes turned cold. She grabbed Lu Qi's hand, turned around, and kicked the flying stool in the opposite direction.
Zheng Zhixuan, who was still feeling smug, was shocked by the stool that suddenly flew over.
With a clang, the stool smashed directly into Zheng Zhixuan's face.
"Ah!"
In the lecture hall, Zheng Zhixuan's screams rang out like a pig being slaughtered.
"Good heavens! She's bleeding!"
