"You're from Xinghai University?" Ding Hao's expression changed noticeably.
Zhao Qiu thought he had been frightened and immediately raised his chin smugly, saying,
"Scared now, are you?"
"Let me tell you, if you dare lay a hand on us, our principal will personally bring people here tomorrow."
"Our principal is a sixth-tier powerhouse. Can your Blood Hand Society withstand the wrath of someone at the sixth tier?"
When the onlookers heard that they were from Xinghai University, surprise spread across their faces.
"They're actually from Xinghai University?"
"I thought they didn't look like locals from Ashen City, yet they still dared to stroll around here so brazenly."
"So what if they're from Xinghai University? This is Ashen City. Even the Southern District Esper Bureau has no authority here, let alone Xinghai University."
"Exactly. We're not afraid of them."
"That's not how it works. If the Blood Hand Society really attacks them and Xinghai University decides to hold someone accountable, they'll definitely settle the score with the Blood Hand Society. Nobody else will help."
Listening to the discussions around him,
Zhao Qiu suddenly understood why the spoiled rich brats in novels liked to say things like "My dad is so-and-so" or "I'm a disciple of such-and-such sect" whenever they ran into trouble outside.
All he had to do was name his school, and so many people became wary and afraid. It really did feel good.
Even quite a few members of the Blood Hand Society grew wary after hearing that they were students from Xinghai University.
In theory, neither Xinghai University nor the Southern District Esper Bureau had any authority over Ashen City.
But theory was theory, and reality was reality.
Xinghai University had no authority over Ashen City.
But their Blood Hand Society didn't represent Ashen City either!
Xinghai University