Xia Luo's lips twitched.
Even though he didn't care about Kong Tianqing's life or death, if the person he came to protect got killed by Yang Xiao, wouldn't that be a slap in his face?
"Yang Xiao, I've given you enough respect today. Don't push your luck. Do you really think I'm afraid to make a move on you?"
When Xia Luo unleashed his fury, no one dared to be unafraid; his handsome face bore a chilling frost, intimidating all who saw it.
Yang Xiao appeared indifferent and said calmly,
"Kong Tianqing recklessly ran to our Kongming Academy, killed several of our classmates, and injured dozens more. If we can tolerate such things, what can't we tolerate?
