49 Notice of Challenge (1/2)

If he were to ask himself honestly, An Huanhuan's appearance was really good. She had bright eyes, white teeth, and a fair complexion, but she was quite petite. Her short stature could not be considered a flaw, however. Many guys would instinctively want to protect a girl like her.

The real issue is that Xiao Luo thought they were unsuitable for each other. There were two main reasons for this.

First, he wasn't a student. The sole purpose of coming to Huaye was to protect Chu Yue secretly.

Second, he'd been working hard in society for three years. He was looking for a girlfriend so they could get married, but undergrads were not within the scope of his consideration.

”Xiao Luo!” someone called out.

The voice, which sounded like a resonant bell, disturbed his reverie. Looking up, he saw five or six beefy guys, their faces revealing their cruel and ruthless intentions.

One guy in a plaid shirt took a step forward, his brushed-up hair swaying with his movement. ”Who's Xiao Luo?”

Hmm. These students are strangers. So why are they singling me out? Must have something to do with Song Jianan.

”What's your problem?” he asked dryly.

When they saw that Xiao Luo wasn't at all nervous but was even exhibiting an aloof and superior demeanor, their faces hardened. The guy in a plaid shirt shouted, ”Are you motherf*cking Xiao Luo? Just shut up if you're not; otherwise, I'll smash your pig brain.”

They were spoiling for a fight. That much was obvious.

”Uh oh. Xiao Luo seems to be in trouble!” whispered Bai Ling.

She was sitting on the other side of the cafeteria when she noticed the strange goings-on at Xiao Luo's table.

Chu Yue pushed her coiffured hair behind her ears and said disapprovingly, ”That pretentious d*ck gets into trouble wherever he goes. I'm used to it.” She sipped some orange juice through a straw. Then she took a look and said, ” It's the people from the mixed martial arts club. It seems like Song Jianan, and the pretentious d*ck have gotten into a dispute.”

Hearing the raised voices, Huang Ruoran also turned around to see what was happening with Xiao Luo. It was hard to tell from her expression if she was happy or sad about it.

An Huanhuan stood up and stared angrily at the boy in the plaid shirt, ”Zhao Xinghe, what are you up to? Are you preparing to start something in the cafeteria?”

”None of your business. We're not here because of a fickle woman like you,” Zhao Xinghe warned as he pointed his finger at her.

Then he slammed the table with his fist and bellowed at Xiao Luo, Zhu Xiaofei, and Ding Kai, ”Who the hell is Xiao Luo? Stand up!”

Zhu Zhufei jumped up from his seat.

Five or six pairs of eyes turned toward him, ”Are you, Xiao Luo?”

”I'm not,” Zhu Xiaofei spread his hands.

Ding Kai also stood up at this time. He was emboldened with Xiao Luo nearby.

These five or six people stared at him, ”Are you?”

”I'm not,” Ding Kai shook his head.

”Then why the f*ck did you stand up?”

Zhao Xinghe yanked Ding Kai's collar, nearly lifting him off the floor.

”I'm a civilized student. I'm taking my cutlery and plates back to the collection point to reduce the burden on the cafeteria workers,” Ding Kai muttered.

”Mother*cker!”

Zhao Xinghe was beyond pissed off, and he shoved Ding Kai just for the hell of it.

He was like fallen leaves blown around by the wind. As he stumbled back a few steps, Zhu Xiaofei caught him; otherwise, he would have fallen on the floor.

”What do you think you're doing? You have no right to push people,” Zhu Xiaofei rebuked angrily.

”Just because my arm is thick, what about it? You want to compare?” Zhao Xinghe said brashly as he flexed his cannonball biceps.