Yucai Internet Cafe.
Wang Longlong did not disturb Cui Yu, who was busy gaming. Hardworking people always deserved respect. He brought Guo Kunnan over to thank Jiang Ning.
Zhou Jinglan put on her duckbill cap and followed silently behind them.
Wang Longlong was better at socializing. He said cheerfully, "Ning Ge, thanks. I'll take care of that No. 4 High School Vice President business tonight."
Jiang Ning gave a slight nod.
Guo Kunnan was deeply grateful. He had been the victim. "Ning Ge, no need to say anything else. Got time? I'll treat you to hot pot! Fugui Hot Pot—it's seriously delicious!"
Jiang Ning politely declined. He was planning to head home soon; Tongtong, his electronic pet, was howling away inside his phone.
"Fine, then I'll treat you once school starts!" Guo Kunnan said.
He looked around and revealed with a bitter smile, "Honestly, the stuff they were holding just now—batons and all that—scared the hell out of me!"
Once he calmed down and thought it over, if they had really gotten carried away and started fighting, he might have been injured or crippled. He could have ended up disabled, perhaps even unable to continue his studies.
Life was not a game. Every action came with a price.
Seeing Guo Kunnan's lingering fear, Wang Longlong comforted him. "That's normal, Nan Bro. Batons are iron weapons—their killing power isn't any worse than knives. I guarantee that seventy-seven percent of people in the world would get chills down their backs in that situation."
Zhou Jinglan followed behind the two of them without speaking. Thinking it over carefully, it really was true. Only someone who had experienced it could understand just how dangerous it had been.
Yet Jiang Ning had casually resolved that danger as if it were nothing. From his expression, it