Because this man was none other than Zhao Wensheng's homeroom teacher.
He was also the very man who had lost his temper yesterday and nearly beaten his own student to death!
Today, this homeroom teacher had issued an absolute order: the whole class was to go! They were to fight Zuo Xiaoduo! If they couldn't win, they would all eat standing up!
As for who would fight, they could discuss that themselves. He didn't give a damn!
The outcome of students' fights over tables concerned their teachers' dignity.
If Zuo Xiaoduo had taken a table from students in his own year, that class's homeroom teacher wouldn't have been angry.
Class One was a class of geniuses to begin with, every student a choice talent of their generation, and Zuo Xiaoduo himself was the Dragon-Tiger Ranking champion. They had only just arrived at High Martial and hadn't begun systematic instruction yet. Judging by their existing foundations, losing to him would have been perfectly normal.
But now, Zuo Xiaoduo had won a table from upper-year students!
That made the situation completely different!
Clearly, this teacher truly felt he had suffered a monstrous humiliation. He didn't even dare visit the teachers' dining hall anymore. Apparently, when he had gone there for dinner last night, several teachers he knew had chimed in one after another, nearly shaming him into killing himself on the spot!
"Oh, Tian, I hear your students got beaten up by a first-year newcomer? Ahahaha, I thought it was a joke, but... judging by your expression, it's true? Hahaha."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Tian's teaching really leaves nothing to be said."
"Ah, if my students got beaten by someone in a lower year, how could I show my face? At the very least, I couldn't face my colleagues... ah, I'd die of