Rescuing Tong Di

"You!" Han Jingjing's face turned livid. The group's attitude had clearly infuriated her.

She had seen plenty of people who repaid kindness with ingratitude, but never anyone this shameless.

Even if these people didn't appreciate Jiang Yue, or all the things she, Han Jingjing, had done for Yangfan Middle School, what about Tong Di?

Tong Di had always devoted all his energy and effort to Yangfan Middle School, without ever receiving so much as a word of thanks from them.

Even if they had gone their separate ways later, couldn't they at least show some regard for the past?

Without Tong Di doing everything in his power to negotiate, could these bastards really have held on until now? Without him, Yangfan Middle School would probably have fallen apart completely during one of the many disasters, and these people would likely have been long dead.

Han Jingjing was thoroughly enraged.

If their earlier mockery of her as a pretty face had merely offended her, now the fury inside her had been fully ignited.

Any desire she'd had to show them some consideration had vanished without a trace.

Just then, cries for help continued to drift over from the other side.

Cheng Xiangyu and his group glared at them coldly. They made no attempt to hide their hostility, but neither did they plan to let them pass. They seemed ready to stand their ground indefinitely.

Han Jingjing lowered her voice. "Jiang Yue, see that big tree behind them? The cries for help are coming from there, right? Could Tong Di and the others all be trapped inside the tree's fruit?"

Judging by the source of the sound alone, there was no doubt that it was coming from there.

The giant tree behind the group was even taller than the one that had