"Obviously! Do you even know who I am, punk?"
"Tai Long, the future heir of the Strength Clan!"
With that declaration, Tai Long fixed his gaze on Chen Jue like two sharp swords thrusting straight at him.
After all, in his eyes, Chen Jue was nothing more than a handsome good-for-nothing.
He had already gathered the information yesterday.
He had asked Tang San, who had come along with him.
Now, he was determined to win Xiao Wu over.
So he could only make Chen Jue recognize the difficulty and back off.
Watching this unfold, Tang San curled his lips into a meaningful sneer.
The thought of the false information he had given yesterday kept bringing a sneer to his lips.
After all, someone was picking a fight with Chen Jue. Why wouldn't he welcome it? Why dampen the fellow's enthusiasm?
"Since we're classmates, leave Xiao Wu now, and I'll let bygones be bygones. Otherwise... I'll beat you so badly your own mother won't recognize you!"
Tai Long raised his eyebrows.
Though the surrounding crowd had no desire to get directly embroiled in the dispute, they could not suppress their curiosity and excitement. They began murmuring among themselves, and the atmosphere quietly heated up.
After all, who didn't want to watch a good show?
"Who would've thought Tai Long would fall for this guy's girl? This kid's done for!"
"But Tai Long's giving him a chance. Hopefully, he'll know which way the wind is blowing."
"Exactly, or he's in for a vicious beating! Tai Long's already a Soul Elder, after all!"
Their voices were quiet, but they were all in the same classroom. Tai Long could still hear them!
Their praise left Tai Long secretly delighted.
Meanwhile, the girls beside Chen Jue looked at Tai Long as though he were