Fighting at school is bound to get you in trouble; by the time we left the office, the sky was already dark.
Leng Yan knows Taekwondo; Zhang Jian was no match for him at all. His face was bruised and swollen, and he had a lot of nosebleeds. Seeing his sorry state, Xia Nuo felt pain on his behalf.
But Leng Yan also got hurt; his lip was split, and it bled quite a bit.
After getting their injuries treated at the hospital near the school, Xia Nuo stood by the roadside, feeling like today was a complete mess.
"Zhang Jian, you go back first. Tomorrow I'll ask for leave from your homeroom teacher. Take a good rest tomorrow..." Xia Nuo said to him, feeling a bit guilty.
Upon hearing her words, Leng Yan coldly snorted from the other side, with a touch of mockery in his voice.
Zhang Jian, feeling provoked, immediately replied indifferently, "Xia Nuo, this little injury is nothing, let's go, I'll take you home first."
