Thump. Thump..
Without any hint of preparation, nor any element of surprise,
two large iron rods smashed mercilessly onto the back of Su Xuan's head.
"Ah!" Bai Xue, who was beside him, let out a shrill scream, startled by the sudden sneak attack. She watched in anxious fear as Su Xuan was brutally beaten with iron rods by a gang that had appeared out of nowhere. She was extremely worried and scared, yet felt helpless and did not know what to do.
After being hit, Su Xuan quickly snapped back to reality from his lightweight happiness. He felt a warm liquid flowing from the back of his head.
However, he did not react immediately, and those who struck him did not continue either. To their surprise, they discovered that the iron rods they had used to hit Su Xuan had actually... bent.
