"So you were saying someone from Class 3-1A contacted you to harass Fei Chuan under my orders?"
"Y-yeshh...."
Bei Sangyun stood with her arms crossed over her chest as she paced around in front of the group who were kneeling on the ground with their hands raised over their heads.
Their faces were swollen with more bruises on their bodies. Their uniforms were covered in footprints. Their appearance was truly pitiful. Now, they knelt on the hard, rocky ground. Not only did their bodies hurt, but their arms were too heavy. If they tried to lower their arms even slightly, another kick would be sent their way.
Bei Sangyun had already dismissed the people who had come to watch the spectacle. The only people remaining were her lackeys who had come here after learning the news from the school forum.
"Which one of you did it?" Bei Sangyun asked darkly.
