The main party hadn't arrived, but the first-year and second-year students were already quarreling. Daggers were drawn, and a fight seemed imminent.
"Everyone quiet!"
"Don't you know what's discipline?"
The instructors at the side couldn't stand it anymore and scolded them.
The students from the two sides lost their air at once. The second-year students glared at the freshmen and turned around to leave.
"Hmph, why are they so arrogant? Let's see if you can still be so arrogant when Zhuo Tai loses later," the new students muttered softly. They were unwilling to back down.
"Look, Wang Teng is here!"
Suddenly, someone shouted.
Everyone turned and saw Wang Teng strolling over from afar. He didn't seem to be in a hurry. In fact, the others were more anxious for him.
"Why are you so late? Our Zhuo Tai waited a long time for you," some second-year ladies said angrily.