Song Chen sneered coldly. Did Nie Yan think he was War God Lei Su? Even Lei Su wouldn't dare to face so many people at once.
Nie Yan was seeking his death!
"Teach this cocky bastard who doesn't know his place a lesson!" Song Chen crossed his arms, a look of amusement as he waited to enjoy the show.
With so many of them, even if everyone just stomped him once, Nie Yan would either die or end up gravely injured.
"Do you need help?" A voice came from the corner of the gym.
The crowd froze for a moment. Song Chen turned towards the window beside the gym and saw someone leaning casually against the windowsill.
"Why are you here?" Nie Yan asked. Standing before him was none other than Bayonet.
Bayonet seemed to appear out of nowhere, so stealthily that even Nie Yan hadn't noticed his presence.
"Your father doesn't need me for now, so I came here," Bayonet replied with a faint smile. His father had recruited several retired experts recently, leaving Bayonet with some free time.
