"Shaodan...!" Zhu Xiangxiang exclaimed in shock.
Qi An was stunned by this sudden turn of events, and before he could react, he was pushed to the ground and beaten. The punches landed heavily on his flesh, and he was dazed by the attack.
Seeing that it was a real fight and not just playing around, the others froze, panic-stricken, and retreated.
This kid is terrifying.
"Stop, stop it right now!" The disciplinary director on patrol in the cafeteria burst in, furious, and tried to pull Zhu Shaodan away.
Zhu Shaodan shook off the director's hand and pointed at Qi An, who was lying on the ground, gasping for breath. He threatened fiercely, "My sister — if I find out any of you have been bullying her again, it won't be just a beating. And remember my name, Zhu Shaodan. It'll become a nightmare for all of you."
Such arrogance. The disciplinary director's nose almost crooked with rage. Noticing his colorful hair and outfit, he fumed, "Which class are you in? This is outrageous!"
