Wen Hui and Jun Changkong lay motionless on the ground.
The others did not dare help them up. These fourth- and fifth-year students all stood obediently where they were.
The scene was rather comical.
Cheng Han swept his gaze over the group, picked out three students, and calmly ordered, "Wu Yiming, Ding Long, Bian Hu, take the two of them to the Infirmary."
He paused, then added, "Stay in the Infirmary and look after them. Understood?"
Wen Hui and Jun Changkong were not seriously hurt. They would wake up after lying there for a while; Cheng Han merely wanted to send these people away.
"Understood!"
The three answered obediently, each supporting one of the unconscious students as they half-dragged, half-hauled them toward the door.
Although they were all fifth-year upperclassmen, they did not dare disobey the orders of a third-year junior.
Wen Hui and Jun Changkong ranked among the top five in the Prep Class, yet they had been sent flying by a single move. How could they possibly have the courage to resist?
The dozen or so remaining students were all greatly astonished.
Lan Lou had Four Factions. The leaders of two of them had been Jing Jiuxiao and Jun Changkong respectively. Of course, Jing Jiuxiao was already history; Wen Hui had wanted to establish his own faction, which was why he had stood up for Ren Yong.
Another faction was controlled by Wu Yiming, while the last was led by the Dragon Tiger Brothers, Ding Long and Bian Hu.
In other words, Cheng Han had directly driven every leader of the Four Factions out of Lan Lou.
But the problem was—
Only students who had spent several months here understood the intricacies involved. This junior had only entered the Prep Class two days ago, so how did he