Ying Hong now felt a certain way about Chen Ge. How to put it? She kind of wanted to hit him, but she didn't dislike him.
While Ying Hong was caught up in her thoughts, Chen Ge had already taken her hand and started talking to the student who'd been beaten up.
Perhaps Ying Hong's cuteness had lowered the student's guard. Or maybe he'd realized that Chen Ge was even more frightening than the bastards in the study room. Whatever the reason, he was very polite to Chen Ge.
"Why are they bullying you?" Chen Ge helped the student in the taekwondo uniform to his feet. "Don't hold back."
"We wanted to start a Taekwondo Club, but the school wouldn't allow it, so we started one ourselves."
"So starting a club means a bunch of people beating up one person?" Chen Ge felt the kid wasn't telling him the whole truth.
"I'm the sparring partner. All the new members go through this. I had a few students before, but they couldn't take it, so they moved on to me..." As the student spoke, tears began to stream down his face. His body seemed somewhat unreal, a sign that his soul was on the verge of dissipating.
"Don't give him a hard time." Ying Hong stepped out from behind Chen Ge. "That tall guy is a red-clothed."
She tugged at Chen Ge's clothes, signaling for him to head toward the door in case he got himself killed by accident.
"A red-clothed?" Chen Ge had initially thought the student was only half-red-clothed. He'd trusted his Yin Pupil too much.
"Yes, and a terrifying one." Ying Hong's lips curled up, revealing a cute little canine. "His name is Han Song. He has gigantism, and ever since he started elementary school, he's been surrounded