“Hehe, this little yard is too small. It would be inconvenient to stretch our fists and legs here. Do you dare to go out and fight?” Bai Zimo had an arrogant smile and sneered at Zhao Jiuge and Leng Rufeng.

Zhao Jiuge frowned and felt extremely unhappy. His disgust for Bai Zimo had reached an extreme and he was reluctant to even say a word, but he took the lead to head outside. It was Leng Rufeng who smiled and said, “Why would we not dare?”

After he finished speaking, he also followed Zhao Jiuge out of the courtyard. The seven or eight youths who had come with Leng Rufeng heard his words and saw Zhao Jiuge’s leave, so they followed. They had their heads held high and chests puffed out as they walked past the disciples from influential families.

In the past, they could not have such courage. Every time they were bullied, they would only swallow it and hide. Now there was someone supporting them, and these youth couldn’t help but become hotblooded...