"Really? Then I assure you, the bigger surprise is yet to come," Hao Jian said with a flick of his eyebrows, provocatively.
Old Fifth stopped talking, a murderous smile slowly forming at the corners of his mouth.
Turning around, Old Fifth walked back, saying, "Finish him off."
Before he could finish his sentence, Old Fifth felt as though the world was spinning, though it was actually he who was spinning.
"Bang!"
Hao Jian slammed Old Fifth heavily onto the table with a hook of his arm, sneering, "This is the surprise I was talking about!"
"Roar!"
All of Old Fifth's subordinates roared angrily, revealing their knives and charging towards Hao Jian.
The students witnessing the scene screamed in horror and squeezed into a corner.
Yang Dong's face twisted into a fierce smile, thinking if Hao Jian dared to strike Old Fifth, even a god descending could not save him now.
"Hack him to death!" Old Fifth, sprawled on the table like a turtle, roared resentfully.
