Chapter 167

A crowd of people stood before him.

Huddled together like a small pyramid.

Xiang Duan raised his head and looked ahead.

On the corridor wall—

One after another, human silhouettes were embedded into it.

Xiang Duan sucked in a breath of cold air.

Mom, my classmate is a pervert.

"Looks like that's all of them."

Qin Bei snapped his fingers.

The tooth detached from his waist.

Qin Bei's figure emerged from within.

His expression remained utterly calm.

As if he couldn't see the mountain of people before him.

"You… strong!"

Xiang Duan gave a thumbs-up, then pointed at the classmates who were still groaning.

"So here's the question—what do we do with them?"

"That is a problem indeed,"

Qin Bei stroked his chin.

Then his gaze turned toward Chen Rui.

"How about I give you and the Purple Lin Snake a chance to train?"

Before Chen Rui could answer, a voice came from the stairwell.

"Leave it to me,"

Then Fatty squeezed his way out from the crowd.

Wearing a face full of gloom.

He suspected he had been set up by Ji Dong.

Calling him over was probably just to heal these people.

With a wave of his hand—

The great tree appeared once more.

Green leaves drifted down onto each and every person again.

The fallen students' bodies gradually recovered.

"Instructor, you're finally here."

"We got bullied so badly—"

"This guy, he doesn't follow the rules—he stole the room I had claimed."

Zhang Fan immediately ran to Fatty's side.

As the first person whose room had been taken by Qin Bei—

He felt he had a right to speak.

"What rules? Did we ever say there were rules?"

Fatty rolled his eyes.

"Besides, so many of you ganging up on one person and still couldn't beat him—aren't you embarrassed?"

Fatty's words left them speechless.

Yet no one retorted.

Because it was all true.

There were roughly two or three hundred of them, scattered about.

Ganging up on a single person.

And not only did they fail to win—

The guy didn't even shift his feet.

He just stood there on the spot, throwing punches and kicks nonstop.

The thought of it made their livers ache.

"Go back to your own dorms. If you feel unsatisfied, you can scheme however you like to take the room back."

Fatty finished speaking and looked at Qin Bei.

"Pay up."

"Huh? Pay what?"

Qin Bei instantly grew wary.

As long as you don't talk to me about money, we can still be good friends.

"What do you think?"

Fatty pointed at the corridor wall.

One human-shaped dent after another.

"That wasn't me who smashed it."

Qin Bei spoke with complete justification.

From start to finish.

He hadn't moved his feet at all.

What do these pits have to do with him?

"???"

Although you didn't smash it, don't you have any idea in your heart how this thing came to be here?

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