Mu Yuyan, standing in front of Li Feng, couldn't help but look at his upper body, those crisscross scars shocking her own heart a bit.
What had he gone through?
How could an ordinary person have so many scars?
Just as the classroom was in chaos, the door of the tiered classroom was suddenly pushed open, attracting many sidelong glances.
"Sss, who are these people?"
"They don't look like good guys."
Some female students involuntarily associated these men in black suits and shoes, wearing black sunglasses over their nose bridges, with the domineering CEOs from TV dramas.
"What are you doing, this is a school."
Mu Yuyan turned her head to look at these streaming in bodyguards, speaking fiercely.
"I obviously know this is a school."
At that moment, a voice came from outside the classroom door. Mu Yuyan looked up and saw Zheng Xi swaggering into the classroom.
"It's you again."
