Gazing at Yun Mengyao blocking his path, Ye Xuan frowned slightly and asked, "Is there something you need?"
"You... you jerk... After hitting someone... don't think you can just leave..."
Yun Mengyao clenched her teeth tightly, tears of grievance continuously streaming down her face. She didn't even know why she was stopping Ye Xuan; it was as though her heart harbored deep resentment toward him, which made her find an unreasonable reason to stand in front of him.
Looking at the stunningly beautiful face of Yun Mengyao in front of him, Ye Xuan slowly shook his head and said, "First, you must understand something. This matter does not concern you, and when it comes to children fighting, both sides are actually responsible. Usually, a lecture from a teacher should suffice. However, your teacher's approach was clearly biased toward one side, so naturally, I had to handle it my way."
