When the tall boy rebuked Xiao Xudong, Wang Chen did not interfere.
Xiao Xudong really had been rude in pointing at the newly crowned school beauty. It was only right for him to learn a small lesson.
But the other party actually made a move. That was going too far.
Before the tall boy's palm could touch Xiao Xudong's face, someone suddenly gripped his wrist. He could not push forward another half inch, as if he had been forcibly jammed in place.
It was Wang Chen who had made a move.
He said mildly, "Say what you want, but don't go throwing your hands around."
Then he released him.
The tall boy pulled back his right hand, his face full of shock.
Just now, he had felt as though his wrist were clamped in iron pincers, completely immobilized and impossible to break free from. Wang Chen's strength was clearly far beyond his own.
But his shock quickly turned vicious. "Just you wait!"
The tall boy turned and left, walking straight out of the cafeteria.
He was probably too ashamed to sheath the blade he had drawn.
At that moment, the surrounding students had barely processed what had happened before the minor disturbance was over.
Xiao Xudong's face was pale, and he was still shaken. "What's wrong with that guy? He doesn't listen to reason at all!"
Wang Chen said, "You were at fault too. You can't blame everything on someone else."
"I know."
Xiao Xudong was not the sort who could not take advice. He scratched his head sheepishly. "Brother Chen, I didn't get you into trouble, did I?"
He had not forgotten the threat the tall boy had made before leaving.
"What do you think?"
Wang Chen said irritably, "Don't worry. Don't forget that I'm first in the grade