"I rely on! Zhang Bai, you motherfucking killed your father's enemy! You've made Zhong Yi look like this!" Zhao Yuyang angrily shouted, about to rush over and give Zhang Bai a kick. Jin Shaoze timely pushed him back: "Take care of yourself and don't cause trouble!"

Zhang Baili ignored Zhao Yuyang's question and stared at Jin Shaoze with red eyes, finding it hard to believe what he had just heard - protect him? On what grounds?

"Ze Ge! Don't you want to beat up Zhong Yi? He has crossed your bottom line so many times, yet you haven't dealt with him! Not only do you not lay a hand on him, you even protect him! No, Ze Ge! I can't swallow this anger! I feel disgusted just looking at Zhong Yi's deserving-of-a-beating appearance! I'll help you teach him a lesson!" Up to now, Zhang Bai still wanted to teach Zhong Yi a lesson.

Finally, having stated the reason to beat him up, Zhong Yi suddenly raised his head, shaking off Zhao Yuyang's hand. He grabbed Jin Shaoze's shoulder and pulled him back. When Jin Shaoze turned around, Zhong Yi yelled loudly into his ear, "Jin Shaoze! Quit pretending! It must've been you who asked Zhang Bai to trouble me! Acting all righteous and disgusting!"

Jin Shaoze frowned, when did he have any connection with him? Yes, he did dislike Zhong Yi, but did he need someone else to take care of him? When it came to people he hated, Jin Shaoze always took matters into his own hands.

He cast a cold look at Zhong Yi and saw that his face, like a blank sheet of paper, was filled with anger.

Zhong Yi was not afraid either, he stared at Jin Shaoze's eyes without blinking, looking as foolish as a pig.

Zhao Yuyang anxiously grabbed Zhong Yi's hand, his grip tight. Jin Shaoze's gaze was all too familiar to him - he was on the verge of erupting in anger. There was danger looming over Zhong Yi at any moment...

"Shaoze! You promised me!" Zhao Yuyang gritted his teeth, doing his utmost to protect Zhong Yi.

Jin Shaoze's dark eyes retreated from Zhong Yi's face. He turned his head, and an immense and invisible pressure spread out, causing everyone around him, except Zhong Yi, to lower their heads and dare not meet Jin Shaoze's gaze.

I saw him questioning Zhang Bai, "When did I ask you to help me discipline him?"

Zhang Bai opened his mouth and started to feel a bit panicked. He hurriedly explained in a flustered manner, "I just can't stand his annoying appearance, that's why I taught him a lesson. It has nothing to do with Brother Ze! It's irrelevant!"

Zhang Bai had a sincere expression on his face. Even if he wanted to lie, he wouldn't dare to lie to Jin Shaoze. You could tell just by looking at his pale face.

Zhong Yi glanced at Zhang Bai and his heart sank when he saw the expression on his face.

He quietly withdrew his hand from Jin Shaoze's shoulder, his mind went blank.

If Zhang Bai tells the truth, Jin Shaoze did not trouble him... If I remember correctly, he seemed to have just cursed Jin Shaoze as "disgusting" again...

Zhao Yuyang looked at the pale face of Zhong Yi and knew what he was thinking. He supported his elbow and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, Shao Ze won't trouble you, he wouldn't dare."

After saying that, Zhao Yuyang laughed strangely. Cold sweat dripped down Zhong Yi's forehead as he dared not speak, his phoenix eyes widened as he stared at Jin Shaoze.

Jin Shaoze turned his head, glaring uncontrollably at Zhong Yi once again, his anger soaring. Everyone thought that Jin Shaoze was going to beat up Zhong Yi, but the surprising outcome left them dumbfounded.

"Accusing me baselessly, I have no interest in dealing with scums like you," Jin Shaoze said coldly. After finishing his words, he walked towards the dormitory with a stern expression on his face. The crowd made way for him, and once Jin Shaoze's figure disappeared, everyone scattered.

Zhong Yi's legs were weak and he could hardly stand. He gripped onto the railing next to the window, afraid to let go even for a moment.

Zhang Bairu let out a long sigh of relief and shouted angrily at the crowd, "What are you all standing around for! Get lost!"

Suddenly, the crowd dispersed.

Zhang Bai walked up to Zhong Yi and the murderous intent in his eyes finally disappeared: "Zhong Yi, it was all a misunderstanding. Since Ze Ge said he wants to protect you, let's clear the air. Sorry about that."

Zhong Yi didn't even glance at Zhang Bai. He turned his head and said to Zhao Yuyang, "Can you help me back?"

Zhao Yuyang nodded, his curly hair bouncing up and down. "No problem!" he said, then glanced at Zhang Bai. His tone became firm: "Go tell all those hooligans you know, don't you fucking touch Zhong Yi! If anyone dares to lay a finger on him, get ready to be thrashed by Jin Shaoze! Got it?"

Zhang Bai clenched his molars, not daring to say anything, and nodded to indicate that he understood. He could ignore Zhao Yuyang's words, but when it came to Jing Shaoze, he still had to save face to some extent.

Zhong Yi sat weakly on the edge of the bed. Du Jun took a bottle of Nongfu Spring from his cupboard and gave it to Zhao Yu Yang. Zhao Yu Yang unscrewed the cap and handed it to Zhong Yi, who took a small sip before putting it down.

In the dormitory, along with Zhao Yuyang, there were nine other people. They all remained silent, with nothing to say.

A while passed and as it was about time to turn off the lights, Du Jun suddenly said to Zhao Yu Yang, "I thought you wouldn't come tonight. It's good that you did, and you even brought Jin Shao Ze. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to stop Zhang Bai tonight."

Zhong Yi was still in a trance, with a pale face, dumbfoundedly staring at a certain corner of the dormitory, his eyes unblinkingly fixed.

Zhao Yuyang murmured a soft "Hmm" and said nothing further.

He may be talkative and mischievous, but he is not foolish. If something happens to Zhong Yi, can he really just ignore it?

The three of them fell silent again. Just as Zhao Yuyang was about to leave, Zhongyi suddenly grabbed his hand and asked, "What does Jin Shaoze mean?"

The question posed by Zhongyi aroused the interest of everyone in the dormitory, with their ears perked up, eager to hear Zhao Yuyang's explanation.

Du Jun clenched his fist with a stiff expression on his face.

After a while, Zhao Yuyang casually and leisurely replied, "It means exactly what it says."