Zhang Ming, standing nearby, chuckled to himself as memories of Banyan City No. 1 High School surfaced in his mind.
Back then, he had witnessed firsthand how Lin Yu, with his seemingly frail body, had used all sorts of eye-opening techniques to beat a group of off-campus thugs until they cried for their parents.
"What did you say?"
Just as Zhang Ming was lost in his memories, he suddenly felt a chill wash over him. He shuddered violently and quickly looked up.
Then he saw Luo Jiuer staring at him with a dangerous expression. Zhang Ming instantly caved and immediately changed his tune, joining her in condemning Zhu Fugui.
"Jiu'er is right. That damn fatty actually used such underhanded tricks. If he leads Brother Yu astray, I'll be the first to teach him a lesson!"
"Hmph!"
Luo Jiuer shot Zhang Ming a glare before turning back toward the arena.
Meanwhile, Zhang Ming secretly wiped away a cold sweat. Fine, fine, she was not someone he could afford to offend!
"Hehe... Jiu'er, Zhang Ming wasn't wrong. Those tricks the fatty used really were leftovers from what I used to do!"
The familiar voice instantly froze Luo Jiuer and the others in place. Even Shangguan Ya, who had been avoiding the arena and did not dare look at it directly, was stunned. Her delicate ears twitched as though searching for the source of that voice.
"Damn, why did I hear Brother Yu's voice?"
Zhang Ming turned around in confusion. When he saw Lin Yu standing quietly to the side with a smile, he froze for a moment before an excited expression appeared on his face.
"Holy crap, Brother Yu! When did you get back?!"
Zhang Ming's shout also snapped Luo Jiuer and Shangguan Ya out of their daze. The two abruptly turned