I’ll Give You Two Choices

Mei Xueyan was sitting beside Guan Qinghan; the corners of her mouth twitched for no reason. She didn't know why, but she felt anger rising within her. The 'young woman' felt a sudden desire to rush out of the carriage and help. In fact, she felt like stamping on those ants until they had been turned into ground meat.

[What is thing? These people would get blown away by a breath. But, they still dare to do this in front of the strongest man of his generation? Has this world become so unrecognizable to me?]

The person who had spoken that last sentence was another scholarly disciple. He had also been there at the Scholar's Festival. His name was Qin Qiushi. His face was cold and full of vitality; his whole frame reeked of strength derived from this self-styled moral character.