"Teacher!"
At that moment, Xia Ping and the others came over too. Jiang Yaru immediately greeted Teacher Qiu Xue. They were all shocked. They hadn't expected their seemingly ordinary teacher to be so powerful.
With a single move, she had killed all the bandits. Not one had escaped.
"Are you all right?"
Qiu Xue was delighted to see Xia Ping and the others. Seeing that they were all safe and sound made her very happy. At least some of her students had escaped the criminals' clutches.
"Teacher, of course they're fine. We're the ones who got hurt!" someone cried indignantly, glaring viciously at Xia Ping as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Qiu Xue stared in astonishment at the fellow who looked like a pig's head and asked, "You—you are? Are you one of my students from Tianshui City No. 95 Middle School?"
"Teacher, don't you recognize me? I'm Xiong Batian!" the man shouted, immediately identifying himself.
The corner of Qiu Xue's mouth twitched. "How did you end up looking like this?" She truly couldn't tell that this was Xiong Batian. His face was simply too horrible to look at—he was completely unrecognizable.
"This is all Xia Ping's fault!"
Xiong Batian cried out indignantly. If he hadn't been so badly injured, he would have rushed over and fought Xia Ping to the death, bitten the bastard to death.
"Don't go around accusing people. I didn't hit you," Xia Ping said, feeling wronged.
Xiong Batian went berserk. "You didn't hit me, but you ran your mouth! Your breath stinks worse than dog shit. You provoked those bandits into dragging us out and beating us for half an hour. Half an hour!"
He was furious beyond measure. That had been the darkest half hour of his life. He'd been pampered since