Lan Ziye's face became a little darker than before. She stared at Scar with cold eyes, as if she could freeze Scar into a lump of ice with her eyes.

Scar's neck shrank, and he had a bad feeling in his heart, but he clearly said nothing wrong and did nothing wrong, and he handled the situation very generously and appropriately! (⊙x⊙;)

What on earth does Twelve Young Master's expression mean right now? ⊙︿⊙

"If it wasn't me standing here today, would you have kicked us students out?" Lan Ziye asked coldly.

A group of hooligans hung their heads guiltily.

"Maybe it's not that simple!" Lan Ziye sneered, his eyes fixed on Sister Hong. "You've taken a fancy to me. If I weren't the Twelfth Young Master, I wouldn't be able to escape your clutches today, right?"

Scar was instantly frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. Not only was Sister Hong arrogant and domineering on a daily basis, but she even dared to set her sights on the Twelve Young Master. She must be tired of living and was looking for death!

He turned his head sharply and glared at Sister Hong, asking, "Is this true?"

Sister Hong was really in a state of bitterness at this moment. She stammered, "I didn't know that this young man was the famous Twelfth Young Master. I... I just simply like him!" As she spoke, she acted like a shy little woman and winked at the Twelfth Young Master Lan.

She really liked this boy who was even more handsome than the girls. The key was that this boy was the king of the street, a god-like figure. How could she not be moved? She wished she could be four or five years younger at this time, so that she could match Lan Twelve Young Master.

"Like? Haha, can't you see that I'm only fifteen years old? How old are you? Don't you feel ashamed and disgusted for saying such things to a high school student at your age?" Lan Ziye said sarcastically.

Sister Hong bit her lower lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, but she didn't dare to say a word.

When had Sister Hong ever been humiliated and insulted like this? Disgusting? She had dated boys younger than Twelve Young Master, and no one had ever dared to call her disgusting! But the person in front of her was Twelve Young Master. How could she dare to refute him?

Lan Ziye retracted his gaze and coldly looked at Scar, saying, "Scar, you're mistaken. What makes me angry today isn't that you didn't recognize me or offended me, but that someone on this Nanwang Street actually dared to use my name to bully others!"

Scar shrank his neck. Which of Street King's men isn't a bully? It's not just South King Street, it's the same in other streets, right? He was really unlucky today, running into a gun. (???︿???)

Thinking of this, Scar angrily glared at the blond man and the others. It was all because of these trouble-making bastards! (｀^′)

"Also, the little brothers you brought with you are really terrible. They are noisy and arrogant. They have no sense at all and can only cause trouble! Do you think they can afford to bully us?" Lan Ziye continued.

Scar quickly smiled and said, "Those who can eat at the same table with the Twelve Young Master are naturally not ordinary people. They are just ignorant, ignorant!"

"First of all, if ordinary high school students meet you, do you think they will just sit there calmly and wait for you to call for help?" Lan Ziye continued in a cold voice.

The hooligans looked at each other in bewilderment. A normal high school student would have been scared to death by now! Why did they need to intimidate them left and right?