Yet looking at those standing before him, Heir Zhao knitted his brows.
Why do they look so strange?
He saw the students of the Intermediate Class with stiff limbs and lifeless eyes, appearing utterly listless.
Heir Zhao felt a surge of anger.
To deal with just a freshman who had recently entered the school, and to be so incompetent!
This condition, could it be the result of being defeated by Chu Wenhao?
Utterly useless!
Heir Zhao instinctively wanted to erupt in fury.
However, considering the young masters and ladies around him, he immediately suppressed his rage.
"Speak, how did you go against Chu Wenhao! And that Luo Qingtong, how was she hurt?" His gaze swept over the crowd as he spoke arrogantly.
He had instructed them, after crippling Chu Wenhao, to then lure Luo Qingtong over to witness the fate of her entourage.
All of this was naturally to better please the Seventh Princess.
As soon as he spoke, a round of laughter suddenly erupted from those around.
