Chapter 100: Continue the Slap in the Face!
Chapter 100: Continue the Slap in the Face!
"You're just leaving like that?"
Luo Qingtong tilted her head slightly. Beneath the black hood, the fearsome and sinister Rakshasa mask was revealed.
The mask's vicious and eerie smile mirrored the one on Luo Qingtong's lips as she stared at Yu Wenmo and the others across from her.
"Didn't you just call me ruthless and accuse me of seeking fame?" she asked, her voice light yet laced with a chilling edge. "Now that the truth is out… why aren't you saying anything?"
With a casual flick of her sleeve, she turned slightly.
At her words, the entire Bloody Arena erupted.
"That's right! You shamelessly slandered the Evil Doctor, and now you think you can just walk away after spewing your insults? How convenient!" A group of rugged men glared at Yu Wenmo and his companions, their expressions filled with hostility.
"What do you want?" Yu Wenmo's expression had been dark from the beginning, but when Luo Qingtong blocked his path, his face turned even uglier.
Though he was addressing the people of the Bloody Arena, his gaze was locked onto Luo Qingtong.
Everyone knew—she was the one in charge here.
"Nothing much." Luo Qingtong's lips curved into a faint smile.
Seeing the frustration on Yu Wenmo's face brought her immense satisfaction.
Ah! Wasn't he acting all high and mighty just a moment ago?
The so-called genius freshman of the Great Qin Holy Academy—so full of himself!
If it were anyone else, she might have let it slide.
But Yu Wenmo…
Thinking of how the Yuwen royal family had treated Luo Qingtong and the entire Luo clan with disdain for years, she intertwined her fingers, tapping them lightly against each other in a leisurely manner.
"I just want you to apologize to me. In public."
Hearing this, the freshmen of the Great Qin Holy Academy sighed in relief.
Just an apology? That wasn't too bad.
But in the next moment, Luo Qingtong's voice turned cold.
"Kneel. Kowtow. Say 'I'm sorry' three times. Then, and only then, will this Evil Doctor forgive you."
Look down on her? Question her medical skills? Accuse her of seeking fame?
Luo Qingtong's smile, hidden beneath the Rakshasa mask, bloomed like a Manjushahua—a flower of the underworld.
What a coincidence! She was a very, very vengeful person.
And when she bore a grudge, she never forgot to settle it!
Not to mention the old resentment left by the original owner of this body…
Given all that, Luo Qingtong felt she was already being incredibly generous by merely demanding they kneel and kowtow to apologize!
"You!"
The students of the Great Qin Holy Academy instantly erupted in anger.
"That's impossible! You're dreaming!"
A freshman behind Yu Wenmo clenched his fists and shouted furiously.
Making them kneel and kowtow to apologize?!
What dignity would they have left? If word of this got out, they would be utterly humiliated!
This Evil Doctor had gone too far!
"This is impossible!"
"So… you refuse to apologize?" Luo Qingtong's eyes glowed eerily beneath the mask as she stared at them.
Behind her, the warriors of the Bloody Arena sneered and took a step forward.
"You humiliated the Evil Doctor. If you refuse to apologize, then we'll make sure you pay the price."
No apology? Fine!
Then they would suffer instead!
The warriors of the Bloody Arena cracked their knuckles, their fists producing a bone-chilling sound.
The oppressive aura they exuded sent chills down the spines of the Holy Academy's freshmen.
"You… you wouldn't dare! We are students of the Holy Academy!" one of them blurted out, his voice faltering midway.
Because in that moment, he realized something—
They were indeed students of the Holy Academy, but the Bloody Arena belonged to the Black Region!
The Black Region didn't even fear the Four Great Sacred Dynasties. Did they really think it would care about the Great Qin Holy Academy?
They had threatened the wrong people.