"One-on-one?" Zhang Hao laughed, and his cronies all laughed too!
"Damn, who is this kid? He's acting so freaking dumb."
"Damn it!" A student with red hair directly grabbed a stool and hurled it towards Zhao Xiaotian, cursing 'If you want to die, just say it!'
Zhao Xiaotian's face changed, and he instinctively ducked his head, with a bang, the stool hit the table behind him.
Zhang Hao cursed loudly, 'Damn it! You think you can dodge? Beat this brat up for me!'
"Who's looking for me?" Suddenly, a voice came from the doorway, not loud, but clearly audible.
Zhang Hao turned around and saw a student in a school uniform, holding a little bag, looking at him indifferently. He frowned immediately, "You're Leng Xuan?"
"Hmm," Leng Xuan hummed, seeming completely oblivious to the fact that Zhang Hao was there to cause trouble, as if he was just chatting with friends. Seeing his expression, quite a few people in the class couldn't help but want to laugh.
