This slap, without any warning, ca suddenly and solidly struck Wan Baolu’s face.
"Slap!"
A crisp sound echoed, and Wan Baolu’s face imdiately swelled up.
The surrounding students were completely dumbfounded; nobody expected Lin Hao to act so decisively...
A small portion of them thought the slap was well deserved.
If soone dared to call their parents dogs, they would have hit them too.
From a distance, in a corner, Xu Guanjie watched all this, his eyes slightly turning cold, his expression icy.
How dare soone hit his woman? This freshman seed to completely disregard him.
However, he wasn’t in a rush to step forward, but continued watching.
At the school gate, Lin Hao said coldly, "A woman like you is not worthy to ntion my parents."
"You hit ?!" Wan Baolu was shocked and angry. She tried to say sothing but felt discomfort in her mouth. When she spat out, three bloody teeth ca out.
Seeing those three bloody teeth, she was stunned.
"You hit , you hit ? Today, I, Wan Baolu, will make you understand the consequences of hitting ." In the next mont, Wan Baolu’s expression turned ferocious.
She didn’t expect that in this world, soone would dare to hit her.
Who in the entire school didn’t know she was Xu Guanjie’s girlfriend? Who didn’t know her father was a big shot in Binhai?
A freshman dared to hit her.
She said in a low voice, "Kid, when I, Miss, speak to you, it’s because I respect you, I’m giving you face, giving your dog parents face, and you dare to hit !!!"
Lin Hao completely ignored her, turned his head back to Lan Xiyue and said, "You know what to do."
"Yes, Young Master Lin."
She responded, then imdiately stepped forward, standing in front of Lin Hao.
"Clang!"
The next instant, she drew the Three-foot Green Blade from its sheath.
This ti, there were no fancy moves, no skills, just a straightforward stab.
Wan Baolu was terrified, being a Cultivator herself with far superior physical abilities than ordinary people, she imdiately took action to dodge the sword.
But the sword was too fast, in the blink of an eye, it had already reached her face.
Instinctively, she closed her eyes.
"Whoosh!"
With a flash of green light, Wan Baolu only felt a chill pass over her face, followed by a sharp pain.
"Sister Lu!"
"Sister Lu, your face..."
The sisters she brought with her were all stunned, looking at Wan Baolu’s face.
The students around were also dumbfounded, staring blankly at the scene.
Nobody expected Lan Xiyue to act so rcilessly.
Directly ruining Wan Baolu’s face!
And Wan Baolu, ranked fourth in the Martial Arts Society, had no ability to fight back at all.
This ant that in terms of martial strength, Lan Xiyue was even stronger than Wan Baolu!
Looking at Lan Xiyue’s graceful silhouette, many boys couldn’t help feeling pale; such a woman was actually Lin Hao’s maidservant.
Just how strong is Lin Hao?
As the Ru Yuan Sword was sheathed, Lan Xiyue said, "Insulting soone’s parents, ruining your face, consider this a lesson."
Her words were rather cold, with a hint of anger in her tone.
Wan Baolu’s words had indeed infuriated her, and in her life, Lan Xiyue despised no one more than those who frivolously sling mud.
Wan Baolu, with a fierce expression, clutching her hair, seed unable to bear the pain on her face.
"You stinking maid, what right do you have to teach a lesson?" Wan Baolu’s expression turned fierce, clutching her hair, her eyes filled with rage.
In her life, she didn’t pride herself on being born into a wealthy and powerful family, nor on being the fourth-ranked woman in the Martial Arts Society!
Her proudest asset was her face.
Without any plastic surgery, without any makeup, she had a face that could rival that of a star.
This face had earned her respect and admiration wherever she went from a young age, the center of attention, with countless n and won willing to play supporting roles for her.
But now, Lan Xiyue had destroyed her most prized possession.
How could she not go crazy?
"Lan Xiyue, I’m going to kill you!"
She roared furiously and charged toward Lan Xiyue.
anwhile, Lan Xiyue’s right hand gripped the sword handle again without a trace of fear.
Just as she was about to draw her sword.
A figure appeared in front of Wan Baolu, forcibly stopping her.
This figure was exceptionally tall and handso, his hair styled as if specially designed to match his face perfectly.
This was a man, at the sight of whom many girls around imdiately swooned.
"Xu Guanjie!"
"Wow, it really is Xu Guanjie, I saw Xu Guanjie!"
"Xu Guanjie, my God..."
A burst of exclamations ca, as if a star had appeared. Hearing the na Xu Guanjie, more and more girls gathered at the school gate.
Even Wan Baolu stopped in her tracks, lowering her head as if afraid that Xu Guanjie would see the scar on her face.
"Bao’er, don’t go over there," Xu Guanjie said. "You’re no match for her. If you go, you might..."
He lowered his voice and whispered in Wan Baolu’s ear: "You might die."
Wan Baolu shuddered, a glint of rationality returning to her eyes.
She stealthily glanced at Lan Xiyue.
Sure enough, she saw a murderous intent in Lan Xiyue’s eyes.
As a Cultivator, she understood well that in their eyes, life was of little value.
Thinking of the sword that had slashed her face monts ago, her heart trembled again.
Such a woman could kill her effortlessly.
And she had thought about humiliating Lan Xiyue before.
Now cald down, Wan Baolu felt cold sweat streaming down her back.
Then, she looked towards Lin Hao.
A new student who remained calm throughout, his expression unchanged even as Lan Xiyue made her move.
Clearly, he was another expert.
"Guangjie, thank you," Wan Baolu said, ceasing her frantic actions and speaking softly.
Her face mattered, but her life mattered more.
As for Lan Xiyue and Lin Hao, she wouldn’t let them off so easily.
"It’s okay," Xu Guanjie comforted her gently before turning around with a smile and walking toward Lin Hao and Lan Xiyue.
Lan Xiyue released the sword handle and quietly moved behind Lin Hao, staying silent.
Even she herself hadn’t realized that in just a short two days, she had completely adapted to the role of a personal maid from being a wealthy heiress.
"Hello, my na is Xu Guanjie!" he said, coming before Lin Hao. "Vice-president of the Martial Arts Society."
"Lin Hao."
A hand doesn’t strike a smiling face; Lin Hao extended his hand and shook hands with him.
Xu Guanjie continued with a beaming smile: "I’ve heard of Brother Lin’s na like thunder. You’ve made quite a stir in just two days since you arrived at the school."
Lin Hao looked at him without saying a word.
"That’s right," Xu Guanjie continued smiling, "Yesterday, the guy you fought, Wang Zhonghao, is my brother, and today, coincidentally, this lady is my girlfriend."
"Heh, both my brother and my girlfriend have offended you and you’ve dealt with them harshly," Xu Guanjie still smiling said, "I wonder, Brother Lin, shouldn’t you give , and our Martial Arts Society, an explanation?"
"An explanation?"
Lin Hao thought for a mont, then spoke: "What kind of explanation do you want?"
"I offer you two choices, one, apologize to my brother and my woman, apologize on your knees, and I’ll let bygones be bygones," Xu Guanjie said, his smile fading as he stared at Lin Hao, "Or two, give the woman behind you."
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