"Little Qing, don't say anything else, maybe it's a good thing that they left the club. At least, those who stayed, they can share hardships with us, even though there aren't many!" Xiao Wanyun comforted Lan Qing.
"Sister Wanyun, including the two of us, only seven people are left!" Looking back, Lan Qing said with a bitter voice, "Zhang Yang, Song Ziqian, Wei Juan, Liu Siming, Xu Ting... Sister Wanyun, and me..."
"It doesn't matter, it's much better than I expected. I thought they would all leave the club!" Xiao Wanyun managed a smile. Although it was a forced smile, it was still admirable. At least, she wasn't wallowing in self-pity, sighing in despair, or utterly defeated.
"President, we will share life and death with the Hongyun Martial Arts Club!!! At worst, we just end up in the hospital for a few months! They wouldn't dare to really kill someone!" said a boy from behind, wearing a baseball cap. His voice wasn't loud but was filled with determination.
