"Aunt Fang, you rest for a bit..."
Ye Qingfeng didn't say anything sentimental.
He just turned around directly.
"Xiao Feng, this is a school, you shouldn't act recklessly."
Fang Meilian pulled Ye Qingfeng's hand.
Said with some concern.
"Don't worry."
Ye Qingfeng patted Aunt Fang's hand.
He was already very restrained.
If it weren't for being at school.
The ground would already be littered with corpses.
Blood would have flowed like a river.
However, Peng Yu and the others were still unaware.
They thought Ye Qingfeng let go of Peng Yu's neck out of fear.
"Cough, cough! Kid, you're asking for death... do you know who you've offended..."
Peng Yu rubbed his neck, his face flushed with an uncontainable rage.
The gang behind him also stepped forward.
With cold stares directed at Ye Qingfeng.
"Slap!"
A slap came out of nowhere before Peng Yu could finish his sentence.
Ye Qingfeng slapped Peng Yu across the face.
The slap was incredibly sharp.
