Sensing the murderous glares aimed at him, Xia Ping remained unmoved. He is sitting in place and happily drinking a beverage, not affected by the people around him.
Due to this, however, everyone became even more angry, secretly vowing to straighten this scoundrel up sooner or later.
"Jiang Yaru!"
Suddenly, a melodious voice sounded, and then a lithe figure slowly walked up to Jiang Yaru and looked at her.
"It's 88th High School's Chu Rong." A student with sharp eyes immediately found out who the person who came to find trouble with Jiang Yaru is and couldn't help shouting.
"It's actually Chu Rong?"
A square-faced student looked at the girl in admiration and uttered, "As expected of 88th High School's school beauty. Her figure and appearance are simply top-notch. She's reportedly an Internet celebrity."
"If I could take such a girl as my wife, I wouldn't mind if I only had 10 years left to live."