Yan Shaozhe truly did not dare let Dai Huabin speak, because he knew Xue Nianbing's temperament.
If Dai Huabin provoked him with another sentence, Xue Nianbing might truly develop murderous intent and strike to kill.
When that happened, should he stop him or not?
If he intervened, he would effectively offend Xue Nianbing. The consequences would be extremely serious and could affect the academy's future.
If he did not intervene, offending the White Tiger Duke's Mansion would not be much of an issue, but in front of such a large crowd, it would damage the academy's image.
Therefore, he had to prevent such a situation from happening.
"You're really disgracing the White Tiger Duke's Mansion... Forget it. If I keep talking, someone might start crying. I'll leave him some dignity."
Xue Nianbing tossed out those words, turned around, and left.
"Pfft..."
Dai Huabin was so furious that his rage attacked his heart, and a mouthful of blood surged into his throat.
He had originally intended to spit it out, but Yan Shaozhe had sealed his mouth shut, so he could only keep it in his mouth.
Sensing that something was wrong, Yan Shaozhe hurriedly released his control over Dai Huabin.
The next moment.
"Bleurgh... You!" Dai Huabin spat out a large mouthful of blood before finally passing out.
Damn, this youngster!
Yan Shaozhe's brow twitched as he looked at Dai Huabin, then at Xue Nianbing's departing back.
The dignified son of the White Tiger Duke, a Third Ring Soul Elder with the White Tiger Martial Soul, had actually been angered into vomiting blood and fainting by a few words from Xue Nianbing.
That truly was a rare sight.
However, this incident also revealed exactly what kind of person Dai Huabin was.
He had talent, background, and resources, but lacked a