"Before you hid, did none of you think to change your clothes?"
Lu Bai crouched down and carelessly wiped his hand on the clothes of the dead fighter with the high cheekbones, managing to get some of the blood off.
[ Ding! ] [ Points +6, Current Points: 43, Current Rank: 1/131 ]
Only after the corridor had fallen quiet did Dao Long lead a few people in.
"Brother Bai, we could've handled something like this for you."
Dao Long glanced at the corpses of the fighters. He wasn't bothered by the state they were in; he just didn't understand why Lu Bai had insisted on dealing with them personally.
After all, the people from Weidao were still fighting fiercely on Nanxing Association territory.
And now that the prison troops had entered the fray, all of Chikan Bay had descended into chaos.
As the current Spokesperson of Chikan Bay, Lu Bai could have at least stepped forward to take charge. Instead, he'd gone after a few Weidao freshmen who were already fleeing.
What had they ever done to him?
Lu Bai gave him a casual answer. "I had to do it myself, because I love them."
Dao Long's eyelid twitched. "But in front of that Simba guy, didn't you say that if you love someone, you should set them free?"
"I was just messing with him. You actually believed that?"
Lu Bai waved his hand and laughed disdainfully. "If you ask me, if you love someone, lock them in a basement and feed them through a hole in the door until they love you too."
Dao Long's mouth twitched violently. He opened his mouth, but all that came out was a strange "Uhh—"
Lu Bai didn't mind. Instead, he raised his right arm at a forty-five-degree angle and