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"I've never thought of myself as trash. That's why I can stand here and call myself your expert."

When she mentioned the word "strong", Ye Qing Luo's tone was filled with ridicule.

Soon after, her tone softened as she spoke in an indifferent tone, "These people were once the trash that was ridiculed by others. They also shed tears as they begged those so-called experts to let them go."

"Do you think that if you cry, beg for mercy, show weakness, and humble yourself, they will let you go?"

Ni Ruopan shuddered. Her widened eyes were filled with an unusual emotion.

She propped herself up as she knelt on the ground, as her mind kept reverberating with Ye Qing Luo's words.

Would it?

I won't.

These people had no sympathy for anyone. Even if she was on the verge of death, these people would still mock and humiliate her.

Ever since she entered the devil class, she had always been alone.

Because of this, when he saw Ye Qing Luo who was also a freshman coming to class, and saw Ye Qing Luo being insulted by Tong Zi Qing, he subconsciously didn't want the freshman to receive such treatment.

Such days were too bitter and tiring.

She couldn't take it anymore.

Ye Qing Luo calmly looked at Ni Ruo Pan who was hugging her knees in silence, as her vision slowly shifted towards the surrounding, towards the group of students who were watching a good show.

Her charming eyes were like a sharp blade. When her gaze swept past, it was as if a sharp blade had pierced into the flesh.

Under that pair of eyes, the students, who were originally smiling playfully, all became serious.

"And you guys." Ye Qing Luo narrowed her eyes, "Before you guys came to devil class, weren't you all trash as well?"

The expressions of the surrounding students changed.

This was the past which they all wanted to bury and now that Ye Qing Luo had dug it out in the open, their gazes revealed an ominous glint as they stared at Ye Qing Luo.

"In the past, you were also treated like how you treated Ni Ruopan, right?"

Ye Qing Luo directly ignored their gazes as her lips curled into a ridiculing arc, "The feeling of being ridiculed, being looked down upon, you all understand it best, isn't it?"

The students clenched their fists, their faces as dark as charcoal.

In the crowd, a student angrily retorted, "Let bygones be bygones! Now, we are not worse than anyone else! None of us are useless! No one can mock us! "

"Exactly! That's all in the past. Now, no one can mock us! We don't need to understand that feeling! "

With one student taking the lead, the others immediately followed suit.

With the help of the class monitor, they finally got rid of the title of trash and got rid of that miserable life.

No one wanted to be reminded of their past downfall.

The surrounding students were in a hubbub but Ye Qing Luo still maintained her cold smile.

It was until those students who were filled with righteous indignation started to quiet down when Ye Qing Luo started to laugh softly.

Her eyes were enchanting, and her gaze was filled with disdain. "Did you find comfort by mocking Ni Ruopan? In that case, what's the difference between you and those who once mocked you? What right do you have to hate those who once mocked you? "

The surrounding students were stunned. Their faces that were originally filled with anger gradually turned into astonishment.

That was right …

What was the difference between them and those who had once humiliated them?

When they saw how useless Ni Ruopan was, they wanted to humiliate and humiliate her.

Did he really find comfort in this way?

No, not at all!

Looking at Ni Ruopan's submissive and submissive look, not only was there no excitement in their hearts, they were even more infuriated.