Regret, pain, and hatred swirled within Xiao Chen. If only he had known Chu Yi's strength beforehand, how could he have dared to provoke such a formidable person?
"Second Uncle, help... help me get revenge!" Xiao Chen's face was bruised and swollen. His fingers twitched as he pointed at the aloof young man surrounded and adored by a throng of students, his expression an unabashed mask of hatred, tinged with a hint of fear.
His Second Uncle fell silent, a bitter smile touching the corners of his lips. He gritted his teeth. "Don't worry. I won't let him get away with this."
A prodigy with such potential... no matter how strong the Xiao Family is, what can they possibly do?
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At that moment, Chu Yi found himself surrounded by admirers, feeling utterly elated. He had just thrashed Xiao Chen and severely injured Shen Yun. His mind was clear, his spirit satisfied, and he had earned considerable honor.
