"Someone, carry Bai Junran to the infirmary as well."
The Vice-Principal's voice rang out at just the right moment.
The uproar on the scene was immense. A deafening, overwhelming clamor filled the air as the entire place descended into total chaos.
'How could Bai Junran have lost?'
'The strongest freshman? No, he's the strongest student, period.' This was what everyone was still buzzing about.
"You, come with me," the Vice-Principal said to Tu Xiao'an. He then turned and left, ignoring the chaos.
From the moment Bai Junran stepped onto the Martial Arts Arena until he passed out, the Vice-Principal hadn't said a word. But now the old man had popped up to handle the aftermath.
It could be seen as him giving Tu Xiao'an face.
