"Hall... Hall Master..." Liu Li looked at the man with some trepidation, raising her hand to point at Zi Qianjing, "It was him, this man who injured Zang Qingxue."
Following the direction of her finger, the middle-aged man's gaze settled on Zi Qianjing's handsome face, a cold glint emerging from his brooding eyes, "Was it you who injured her?"
Zi Qianjing's lips curved slightly, "What if it was?"
"Good, very good!" The middle-aged man let out a cold laugh, "Do you not know the rules of our Central State Academy? Want to fight? Fine, take it to the arena, but beyond that, combat is not permitted. Violators will be expelled from the Academy! Now, give me one reason for injuring her."
"A reason? I have already said earlier, her mouth is rather foul. If I weren't in a particularly good mood today, she would be nothing but a dead corpse by now!"
