"You!"
When Xia Ping suddenly attacked, Mu Haoran and the others were startled. None of them had expected him to be so vicious that he would strike at the slightest disagreement, beating Ju Zijian into a cripple.
They also hadn't expected the gap between Ju Zijian and Xia Ping to be so huge. Ju Zijian couldn't even withstand a single punch before being sent flying and left seriously injured on the ground. It was terrifying.
Only then did they truly feel the difference between themselves and Xia Ping. It was so vast that it was almost impossible to imagine.
"What do you mean, 'you'? I'll tell you plainly: this is robbery!"
Xia Ping swept his gaze over the students around him and spoke calmly. "You think you can settle this just by apologizing, flattering me a little, and saying a few words about making amends?!"
"Give me a break. If apologies were enough, what would we need laws for? What would we need the police for?"
"A fine, upright citizen like me was suddenly surrounded by you vicious thugs, all of you shouting about beating me until I couldn't take care of myself. You've had a huge impact on me psychologically. For all I know, my martial arts cultivation might never improve again, and my future could be ruined."
"Now I'm asking you to compensate me with just a few points as damages for emotional distress. Is that really so unreasonable?! Yet every one of you is making excuses and changing the subject. You clearly intend to welsh on the debt."
"Do you think I'm easy to bully, Xia Ping? That you can trample on me and insult me, and I won't say a word?!"
A powerful aura radiated from him, bearing down on Mu Haoran and the others.
Easy