"Here's my phone number. Teacher Liu, once you've questioned them and found out, just give me a call." Zuo Xiaoduo tossed down a slip of paper and ran off like the wind.
"That boy really doesn't have a care in the world." Liu Jiansheng looked at the slip. There really was nothing on it but a mobile number.
"What do you mean, doesn't have a care? The master must have seen everything coming long ago."
The second brother snatched it away and took out his phone to enter the number. "I've got to save Master Zuo's number first."
"Exactly, exactly. Never mind that Master Zuo probably foresaw this fight ages ago; he surely already knows who's pulling the strings. Leaving his number really was just giving us a way to contact him."
The third brother held his phone with his head tilted, entering the number. "This is Master Zuo's number! He gave it to us so readily-that shows his trust in us..."
By the time Liu Jiansheng recovered the slip and saved the number, he had actually ended up last. His temper flared, and he planted a foot on a burly man's backside with a thump. "What are you standing around for? Drag your injured companions along and get moving!"
"A misunderstanding, this really is a misunderstanding..."
One of the burly men wore a strained expression as he explained over and over with a bitter smile, "Brother Liu, Brother Liu, take a good look at who I am. I'm Little Black Dog..."
Someone on the other side actually knew Liu Jiansheng.
"A misunderstanding, my ass! Little Black Dog, my ass!"
Liu Jiansheng slapped the back of his head. "Cut the crap and move! I'm telling you, you're in trouble this time. Big trouble!"
By now, all the students had