Mo Jing merely raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Don't worry, I'm not that cruel." Then she released her hands and tossed Su Qing to the ground like trash.

Su Qing collapsed to the ground, her body weak. She propped herself up with her hands, lowered her head, and sneered. "Heh, in the end, Mo Jing still didn't dare do anything to me. In the end, you still had your reservations. Just you wait, I will definitely get my revenge. When the time comes, I will definitely..."

A loud 'smack' followed by Su Qing's scream pierced everyone's eardrums.

Mo Jing casually tossed the chair with its broken leg onto the ground, her expression dark and menacing: "While I can overlook the fact that you tried to slash my face, you have to pay back for slapping my friend."

Su Qing felt an excruciating pain in her back from the chair's blow, a warm rush emanating from the back of her head, and her head was spinning. She instinctively touched her hand, finding thick, sticky blood on her rhinestone-studded nails. She was too weak to answer. She hadn't expected Mo Jing to turn around and hit her with the chair again, and seeing the broken leg, she knew just how much force Mo Jing had used.

Because of the pain in her head and body, Su Qing's tears fell in torrents, dripping onto her blood-stained hands, mixing with the bright red blood before dripping onto the floor, creating a blurry mess.

Mo Jing has gone mad!

This is Su Qing's only feeling right now, but it's also the feeling of all the students in the class.

Previously, Mo Jing was just seen as a good-for-nothing little devil, but now she seems downright cruel. The way she treated Su Qing today, she wasn't even afraid of retribution from Su Qing's family. Su Qing is the second young lady of the Su Group, unlike ordinary people like them.

Looking at the silent Su Qing, Mo Jing's clear black and white eyes narrowed slightly, and the words that came out of her lips were cold and vicious, "From now on, if you dare to cause trouble for me and Xu Yan again, I don't mind letting you taste what it means to wish you were dead." Mo Jing had not forgotten the words Su Qing had used to insult Xu Yan when she first entered the classroom.

At this moment, Su Qing was in a semi-prone position, her hands supporting her on the cold floor. Because of the pain in her head, her long fingernails scraped across the smooth floor, and a few faint sounds were heard, accompanied by streaks of blood on the floor. Her extremely well-maintained fingernails were thus broken in two.

"Did you hear me?" Mo Jing's cold voice rang out above her head.

Su Qing nodded blankly and replied, "I heard it."

Xu Yan looked at Mo Jing walking towards her with teary eyes; the handprints on her face were still clearly visible. She was deeply moved and understood that Mo Jing's last slap was to seek justice for her and to establish her authority.

Mo Jing looked at Xu Yan with a firm gaze and said, "I remember when I first met you in the hospital, you said that we were friends."

Xu Yan couldn't hold back her tears, which finally streamed down her face. She nodded frantically, "Yes, we are friends."

Perhaps at first, Mo Jing let Xu Yan get close to her just to familiarize herself with the environment, but when Xu Yan rushed out to take the slap for her, Mo Jing already regarded her as a true friend, her first friend in this new environment.

Su Qing then left the classroom with the help of Shen Bihan and Cui Yanxiao.

The classroom was restored to its original state after being tidied up by the other students.

As a result of this incident, Mo Jing's notoriety spread throughout the school.