As disagreement escalated into a brawl, onlookers stationed outside the door cried out in alarm, relishing in Ye Chen's misfortune.
"I recognize the guy who started the fight; it's Li Zhuang, the boss of Senior Class Six. He's a tough and powerful figure at First High, this guy's done for."
A student in the crowd excitedly murmured to his companion, but before he finished speaking, a crisp sound came from the room. Turning his head, his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he stared, dumbfounded, at the scene inside, his face a mask of horror.
The surrounding onlookers all drew in a sharp breath and swallowed hard, rooted to the spot in shock.
In their eyes, Li Zhuang had just charged up to Ye Chen, but before he could even swing, Ye Chen slapped his face with the palm of his hand.
