Looking at Zhang Hao’s minions, Leng Xuan said, "Aren’t you guys planning to leave?"
Upon hearing this, not one of Zhang Hao’s minions dared to fart, they quickly lifted Zhang Hao and ran off in a cloud of dust, and from a distance, there seemed to be someone cursing, "Damn, this kid is simply inhuman."
Shaking his head, Leng Xuan walked straight into the classroom and headed directly towards Li Mengjie and Ling Xuejiu. He placed the two melting ice creams on their desk and then took his seat.
Li Mengjie had wanted to question why Leng Xuan was out for so long, but seeing his attitude only infuriated her more. However, recalling how the formerly arrogant Zhang Hao was smacked into unconsciousness by Leng Xuan’s careless slap, she couldn’t help but laugh, which eased her anger a bit. She said to Ling Xuejiu, "Xue Jiu, you really should believe it now, your Cold Bodyguard is truly powerful!"
Ling Xuejiu had also witnessed the event and was indeed surprised by the speed of Leng Xuan’s slap, but on the surface, she replied irritably, "Really? He’s so-so!" While speaking, she couldn’t help but glance back at Leng Xuan and noticed that after his domineering lesson to Zhang Hao, he now looked as if nothing had happened, which irritated her. She thought to herself, ’I’ve seen show-offs, but never one who can show off like you.’
The first lesson of the afternoon started quickly, and Leng Xuan wasn’t in the mood to listen. Suddenly, Zhao Xiaotian turned to him and said, "Brother Xuan, do you know who you just hit?"
Leng Xuan was already pondering this question and replied, "Is it one of Huang Xiaojun’s people?"
"Yes!" Zhao Xiaotian said. "His name is Zhang Hao, one of Huang Xiaojun’s little followers. Now that you’ve hit him, Huang Xiaojun definitely won’t let it slide easily."
Leng Xuan obviously didn’t take Huang Xiaojun seriously, but thinking over Zhao Xiaotian’s actions today, he was somewhat puzzled and asked, "Xiaotian, stop worrying about me for a moment. What about you, how did you get into trouble with them today?"
Zhao Xiaotian’s face reddened; he had fancied himself a hero today and was still feeling both proud and frightened. Hearing Leng Xuan’s inquiry, he recounted the whole story.
With an "Oh," Leng Xuan furrowed his brow. He was Ling Xuejiu’s bodyguard, and the fact that Zhang Hao dared to trouble Ling Xuejiu wasn’t just a matter of personal honor anymore, it involved his responsibilities. He fell silent for a moment before asking, "Which class is Huang Xiaojun in?"
Zhao Xiaotian replied, "Class 3-4. But Brother Xuan, why do you ask?"
Leng Xuan smiled faintly and said, "It’s nothing!"
In Class 3-4, Huang Xiaojun was harassing the class belle, Zhou Li. Although she was infuriated, she couldn’t do anything about Huang Xiaojun’s thick skin and couldn’t drive him away to save her life. Luckily, just then, one of Huang Xiaojun’s lackeys rushed in and told him, "Boss, something bad happened. Brother Hao is in the hospital."
Huang Xiaojun was taken aback and asked, "What happened?"
The lackey was one of the few who had gone with Zhang Hao to find trouble in Leng Xuan’s class. He recounted the whole incident, and upon hearing it, Huang Xiaojun got enraged and cursed, "Damn, that kid Zhang Hao is too weak. And what about you guys? A bunch of good-for-nothings, fuck, why didn’t you gang up on him?"