What... what happened?
Just as everyone was stunned by Ye Fan's behavior, Lu Jian slowly regained consciousness, realized the surrounding silence, and was filled with confusion.
Confusion surged, and Lu Jian became much more alert, vividly feeling the burning pain on his face and also recalling the incident when Ye Fan had slapped him.
Subconsciously, he lifted his head, seemingly to see if He Fenghua had stood up for him.
But as soon as he lifted his head, Lu Jian saw Ye Fan standing less than two meters away from him, surrounded by those young masters.
"Dammit, what are you dummies staring at?"
Seeing Ye Fan unharmed, Lu Jian no longer bothered looking for He Fenghua in the crowd. While struggling to rise from the ground, he shouted angrily at those young masters.
The shouting was because he felt he had been hit, and his fair-weather friends should have crippled Ye Fan in retaliation, not stood there foolishly.
"Young Master He... Young Master He!"
