"W-why... cough cough cough..." Fei Junping coughed violently.
She respected Brother Tang so much and tried to please him so much, why was she treated like this?
At this time, Tang Yalan's body trembled slightly and her face became paler.
Seeing her pale little face, Su Luo couldn't help but hold her hand and sighed secretly in her heart. Even Fei Junping, who was ranked 43rd, allowed the other party to step on him whenever he wanted. This elite class was really violent.
It seems that over the past year, Tang Yalan, who lacked the strength, did suffer a lot of fear and grievances in the elite class.
Su Luo patted Tang Yalan's shoulder, silently comforting her.
Tang Yalan held Su Luo's hand tightly, her voice trembling, "This man is Chang Ziye, Brother Tang's most capable subordinate. He's the one who usually rushes out and beats people up."
"Have I hit you too?" Su Luo narrowed her eyes dangerously.
Tang Yalan saw a sharp light flash in Su Luo's eyes, and she immediately shook her head: "No, no, I never hit me."
"I understand." Su Luo smiled faintly, without showing any expression on her face, but she was the only one who knew what she was thinking in her heart.
Because of this commotion, the people who were eating in the cafeteria all frowned slightly.
But they did not step forward to stop it. Instead, they moved away from the fighting scene, carried their lunch boxes, walked silently to a safe area, and continued to eat quickly.
They seemed to be accustomed to such farces and had a kind of indifference, as if it had nothing to do with them.
Only then did Su Luo slowly begin to understand the words that Tang Yalan had used to comfort her.
When you are not strong enough, finding a boss can indeed save you a lot of unnecessary trouble. At least, you will not be bullied by others.
"The school doesn't care?" Su Luo frowned.
"As long as no one dies, the academy won't care, and the academy calls this a struggle." Tang Yalan said helplessly.
"Struggle?" Su Luo was puzzled.
"Only after being truly bullied will one work harder to cultivate their skills. This is the philosophy of the Imperial Academy." Tang Yalan sighed helplessly.
Su Luo: “…”
It's like playing a game.
What game developers like most is players fighting each other, because once they attract hatred, they will continue to spend money to buy equipment and upgrade in order to kill the opponent.
The same is true at Imperial College.
There also needs to be competition between students. Once the hatred level is raised to this level, promotion will be faster.
Because this is not a game, this is survival!
At this moment, Su Luo truly experienced the cruelty of competition for the first time.
At this moment, Chang Ziye arrogantly stepped on Fei Junping's chest, his foot crushing her chest, his voice filled with a hint of disdainful sneer: "Want to know why you were kicked away? Haha, it's very simple. Ten days ago, you fought with a young man in Xicheng District and bought a Half-Step Emperor Grade Holy Light True Pill, right?!"
"Ah?" Fei Junping finally remembered that this was indeed the case. "It wasn't a robbery. I saw it first, and he rushed to buy it later!"
Fei Junping felt very wronged.
However, Chang Ziye smiled coldly: "Do you know who he is?"
"I don't know..." The man cursed at the time, and it seemed that he did say the name, but she was in a hurry to run back and didn't hear it at all.
"That man is our boss's brother!" Chang Ziye stepped heavily on Fei Junping's chest, causing Fei Junping to almost spit out blood.
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