Nofu Taro looked at the boy standing beneath the basketball hoop and talking to him, a sinister smile curling across his lips. Then, as both sides watched him shoot, he sneered, "The person Vice Principal Ziling likes most wouldn't be someone beaten all over the ground by students."
"Yes, yes, Boss is mighty!"
"The boss is so strong!"
"Big Brother, when are you going to teach him a lesson? My hands have been itching for a long time."
Most of the people on the track field and basketball court were Nofu Taro's underlings. They all knew that their boss liked Vice Principal Elsa Ziling, and naturally, Nofu Taro would teach the man laughing and chatting by Elsa Ziling's side a lesson.
"But Big Brother, that pretty boy should be the martial arts instructor Vice Principal Ziling invited. He probably knows some martial arts. Can we really handle him? Besides, there's no point in teaching him a lesson. Vice Principal Ziling won't see us defeat him, and she won't know it was us."
The pitiful fellow spoke with a smile on his face, analyzing the situation for Nofu.
"Martial arts? Those so-called martial arts have merely been exaggerated by people from the other side of the East. In my eyes, they're just a group of ignorant people acting superior. My karate will let him know just how fragile his so-called martial arts are before me!"
Nofu Taro glanced disdainfully at Mirai, then tossed the basketball to the next person. He walked to the hoop, stood beside the lecherous-looking man, folded his arms, and looked at the group of underlings watching him with a smile.
"As for how to let Vice Principal Ziling know that we defeated him? We just beat him in front of her."
"What?"
Upon hearing Nofu Taro's words,