Federation

As the scene became more and more intense, the freshmen stood in front of Zhao Shuning, fighting against this injustice.

The atmosphere of the students was unusually solemn. At this moment, no one spoke. It was as if as long as one side started a fire, the two sides would start a war.

The arrogant and willful Kong Shishuang was holding her breath, staring blankly at the scene unfolding in front of her.

At this moment, she didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Senior brother, we could have gotten along together. As long as you don't put on an air of superiority, we, the freshmen, wouldn't be so rude as to provoke you."

The little girl's voice was soft and gentle, as if it had a miraculous healing power to everyone present.

"First-grade freshmen are like this every year. Why are there exceptions when it comes to your batch?"