Lin Ye watched from the side, not daring to make a sound.

As a master of the ninth level of Taekwondo, Xu Liang did not dare to take action. If he provoked Yang Ziyan, he would be asking for trouble.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

The door was suddenly opened, and Hu Ming rushed in sweating profusely.

After a quick glance, Hu Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yang Ziyan was fine.

Before he could say anything, Xu Liang had already stood up. The villain complained first.

"Dean Hu, this bitch injured a student in the martial arts hall. I stepped in to stop him. Not only did he not stop but he also injured me. Now he just relies on his ability to fight and pours tea on my face. You must do this."

Make the decision for me."

Xu Liang cried with aggrieved face.

"That's right, Brother Hu, I can prove that it's definitely this bitch's fault. According to me, he should be fired directly."

Lin Ye also echoed this.

Hu Ming caught a glimpse of Yang Ziyan's livid face, and couldn't help but feel a little sinking in his heart. He walked to Lin Ye's table, picked up some tea and poured it on Xu Liang's face.
Chapter completed!