Fei Chuan narrowed his eyes. Should he make a run for it? He wouldn't stand a chance against them if he chose to fight.
However, if he fled now, these people would once again label him as a coward.
Fei Chuan took a deep breath, his gaze remaining calm as he approached one of them with a clenched fist.
He stopped a few meters away from the male student. He had selected this person because he was the smallest among the five, and also appeared the most exhausted. Perhaps he could outrun him.
"Fighting is forbidden on the school grounds. If you don't wish to be expelled from the school, I advise you to think wisely." He warned him, hoping the student would heed his words.
The male student was speechless. Did Fei Chuan believe they had waited for him here to fight him?
No way! If they engaged in any fight with Fei Chuan, the tyrant wouldn't spare them.
The student shuddered at the prospect of failing this mission and enduring further torture.
