Zheng Ming's heart held no particular fondness for Ge Jingxuan, who appeared to uphold public justice, and he felt no enmity either. However, before he could speak, Cheng Qingling, who had been standing aside, had already stepped forward swiftly.
"Senior Ge, please uphold justice for your junior. I am a student of Lu Ling Mansion Martial Arts Academy, and I came to Eastern Pine Academy with my elders."
"Today, as soon as I stepped out, I encountered several hoodlums from the Eastern Pine Academy harassing me. They even tried to drag me for drinks, but fortunately, Brother Zheng Ming arrived just in time and rescued me."
"However, those from the Eastern Pine Academy, unable to defeat Brother Zheng Ming even with more than a dozen people, suddenly called for a group of over a hundred to besiege him."
Though Cheng Qingling was a delicate woman, she was eloquent in speech, and her partially torn sleeve certainly added credibility to her story.
