"Wu Yan is my younger brother. Please excuse him," Wu Ming smiled and explained.
"I see." Wang Teng pretended to suddenly understand, then turned to Wu Yan with a slightly apologetic tone. "I didn't know about your relationship. I might have been a little harsh earlier. My apologies, sincerely!"
It would have been better if he didn't mention this. The moment he did, Wu Yan's face turned black.
Just a little harsh?
He was extremely harsh!
He could still feel the pain on his face and head.
The only fortunate thing was that the combat space of the Freshmen Leaderboard was just a projection, not his real body. Otherwise, he'd be standing here with a face full of bruises.
No, if that were the case, he definitely wouldn't be standing here. He would have run back to a quiet corner to curse Wang Teng.