"In the future, if I bully you, will anyone still stand by your side and speak for you? Will those who once pursued you still be so determined? Care to think about it?" Nie Wei squatted down, his gaze level with He Ziyun’s, and said with a malicious smile.
"How they view has nothing to do with . If you want to fight, I’ll join. From now on, I won’t hold back anymore." He Ziyun said fearlessly.
Nie Wei was montarily stunned by He Ziyun’s words, as if he hadn’t expected He Ziyun to say sothing like that. Even the people following Nie Wei were taken aback by He Ziyun’s words.
Everyone in the departnt knew that He Ziyun was considered an easy target. So might sugarcoat it as being gentle and cultured, but in truth, he was often seen as easy to bully. Now, this so-called easy target was claiming not to hold back anymore, which seed like a huge joke.
This is what Nie Wei thought, and he asked, "What did you just say? Won’t hold back anymore? Are you out of your mind, or have you watched too many gangster movies, or maybe your brain’s gone haywire? What are you thinking, do you really plan to be rude to us? Really, do you think your hands, made for holding a brush, can fight? I bet you’d cry for half a day if you hit soone."
Nie Wei laughed loudly, completely disregarding He Ziyun’s words.
"You got kicked out of your family and lost your brain too. My main task today isn’t cleaning you up, there’s plenty of ti for that; the contest is more important. Get up, give this spot, I’ve taken a liking to it. I want you to hand it over to , then apologize by kowtowing for talking back, and after all that, you can disappear from my sight." Nie Wei said, putting on a magnanimous facade.
"Dream on." He Ziyun frowned and replied to Nie Wei’s demands.
"Defy ? Haha." Nie Wei laughed suddenly, and in the next mont, slapped He Ziyun across the face.
"Don’t you understand what people say? I’ve already told you that you’re no longer the He family’s young master. They’ve completely abandoned you, and yet you still dare to provoke . Should I admire you or call you stupid? What do you think you’re relying on to make see you differently?"
He Ziyun touched the spot where he’d been hit, and as he listened to Nie Wei, a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"You only caused trouble because of my status, but never hit . So, how do you know I wasn’t holding back against you because of status constraints?" He Ziyun licked his lips and said.
Then he punched Nie Wei squarely in the eye before Nie Wei could react, and with Nie Wei’s howl of anger, a brawl broke out without warning.
The days of pent-up frustration found an outlet through this fight, and when He Ziyun fought, he was a world apart from his usual deanor. He fought recklessly, as if the phrase "perish together" was tailor-made for him.
These were all art students; though their talk of fighting was fierce, they were still restrained. After all, they weren’t like regular students. In their world, they cherished their hands, which ant they usually pulled their punches. But He Ziyun wasn’t concerned with any of that; he fought like a mad dog, biting whoever he reached, striking deftly, and his fierce aura intimidated everyone at once.
So when Xu Ke and Ariel arrived, they were greeted by the sight of one person holding off five others, the two factions separated by a clear line of demarcation.
Their eyes quickly scanned He Ziyun for any major injuries, and only then did they feel relieved.
Seeing that Nie Wei was the leader, Xu Ke’s brows arched.
"Didn’t you learn your lesson last ti? Coming here again to stir up trouble, I must have been too light on you before." Xu Ke spoke in a slow drawl.
"What do you want to do? I’m telling you, I’m not afraid of you." Whenever Nie Wei saw Xu Ke, his wrist would hurt because he was genuinely afraid of him. Therefore, his words lacked confidence, and he had been mostly beaten up by He Ziyun because of deep-seated resentnt. His previously unblemished face now looked like a palette of bruises and colors, making his posture and tone seem laughably weak rather than imposing.
"But your body seems to say otherwise; you seem to be keeping your distance from . Weren’t you just getting all cocky? Show that bravado in front of , don’t keep away." Xu Ke said calmly.
"Who’s avoiding you? Not , stop spreading lies." Seeing people he brought along turning to look at him, Nie Wei straightened his posture imdiately.
"If it’s not a lie, then co over here, don’t stay so far away." Xu Ke said with a frosty expression.
Nie Wei’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he tentatively took a step towards Xu Ke, like a frightened rabbit, amusing and exasperating at the sa ti. Clearly, he was the one looking for trouble, yet he made it seem like you were the one being unreasonable, pestering him.
"Such a wimp." Xu Ke said in a flat tone, seeing Nie Wei essentially stepping in place.
"What just happened?" Xu Ke, uninterested in Nie Wei’s cowardly expressions, turned directly to ask He Ziyun instead.
He Ziyun spat a mixture of blood and saliva onto the ground and objectively recounted the events that had transpired.
"I never thought I’d see the day you punch soone." Ariel said, eyes bright as she watched with interest.
He Ziyun slightly lowered his head in embarrassnt. His ti spent with Xu Ke and Ariel had made him aware that they were a couple with a strong bond, and although he felt drawn to Ariel, he didn’t have it in him to be the ’other man.’ He just had difficulty controlling his expression around her but believed that soday he would completely move on from Ariel.
He Ziyun lowered his head for a brief mont before lifting it again, looking at Nie Wei and speaking, "Don’t co bothering again, otherwise, even if I have to die, I’ll drag you down to Hell with ." The malice in He Ziyun’s eyes made Nie Wei break out in goosebumps.
Though Nie Wei was a bit scared deep down, he was also extrely proud. There was no way he was going to concede to He Ziyun in front of this many people,
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