Ding Chenmo's gaze returned to Wang Zishu's face, "I don't want to hit women."
After having said those words just now, the rage in his heart had mostly vented. Looking at the pale face of Wang Ye, he knew he had been somewhat excessive. Despite Wang Ye's tendency to boast, there was one fact; he had indeed stayed here for about a month.
Although, he hadn't learned anything...
He looked at the men on the ground and said, "Sorry, I went a bit too hard."
"No problem, no problem."
"Just minor injuries, it's nothing."
"Yeah, they're all minor, doesn't hinder anything."
The students who managed to get up waved their hands dismissively, while those still on the ground didn't dare make a sound—who would dare to hold a grudge against Ding Chenmo?
"It's good that it's nothing serious."
