Xiang Ning was still feeling guilty for earning Fury Points from them, then traumatizing the crowd, but now, he had become a target to be hunted. That wasn’t just by seventy people either, Third School’s upper-first year itself had more than a thousand students. Who could hold up against such a crowd?! Imagining a pack of eager students targeting him next year was enough to give him goosebumps. 

Zhang Tianying was satisfied with the answer, the corner of his lips curving slightly. So what if they lost? These students were very young. Although today was the most humiliating day in Third School’s history, Zhang Tianying believed that these students would be transformed in a year’s time. 

Every person knew what Zhang Tianying was doing when they saw...