Pushing through the crowded traffic, Little Qiang quickly made his way to the outskirts of the group of students watching the commotion.
"Move it, move it!" Little Qiang barked angrily while recklessly pushing through the crowd with his hands.
The students who were rudely pushed aside all looked at Little Qiang with displeasure. However, when they saw his towering figure of 1.8 meters, they forcefully swallowed any swear words they had at the tip of their tongues.
Just like that, Little Qiang charged into the crowd like a bulldozer, unstoppable.
"Figures it's another fight, these nerds love a spectacle." Watching the large group of students and a few delinquents ahead, Little Qiang muttered to himself and was about to turn back and report to Nine Fingers. But just as he turned, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.
"Huh?" Little Qiang turned back in surprise and stared into the crowd, spotting Ye Wutian, who was surrounded by those people.
