This...
Yang Ting, who initially wanted to dissuade, turned pale at Chen Yang's words.
She never imagined that the man in front of her would be so unyielding.
But...
That's the steward of Jishan Academy, isn't this too bold?
It's over now.
All at once, Yang Ting's heart sank to the bottom.
"You, you have some nerve!"
Yang Liang was the first to speak before Fan Dalong, his voice booming like a copper bell, his face twisted, utterly arrogant.
A typical petty person who takes advantage of the situation, flaunting false bravado.
Relying on Fan Dalong, the steward, Yang Liang even stepped forward a few steps, looking ready to make a move at any moment.
Meanwhile, Chen Yang stood up.
After adjusting his garment, Chen Yang walked out from his seat, gazing distantly at Fan Dalong who was seated not far away.
His hands were clasped behind his back, his eyes indifferent.
His aura was overwhelming!
