"How do you plan to deal with me now?"
Su Xuan looked at Laoer, who was lying on the ground in so much pain he couldn't even utter a word, his face filled with mockery.
"I..."
Pain made Laoer's entire spirit collapse. He only managed to say one word before passing out.
Shock, absolute shock.
Everyone looked at Su Xuan as if he were a monster, but these looks of astonishment soon turned to hostility.
In a detention center environment like this, there was only one way to avoid being bullied: to bully others. This was the unwritten rule here.
Su Xuan had just arrived and was already acting so arrogantly, undoubtedly shaking the dominant status some people had established before.
"Kid, you just got here and you've already crippled my guy. Aren't you being too disrespectful?" A vicious-looking man standing a bit over 1.7 meters tall and fully tattooed touched the scorpion inked on his face as he stared at Su Xuan.
