Why is it them?
Xin Lin immediately spotted those students with bruised noses and swollen faces; she smiled slightly and walked up to them.
"Unbelievable, those damned people dare to hit even the Prince."
Half of Long Qingchen's face was swollen like a bun.
Beside him were three or four students from the Martial Arts Academy, all noticeably injured. Surprisingly, Long Qingchen was actually the one hurt the least among them.
"Oh, isn't this the Third Prince?"
Just as Long Qingchen was cursing, he heard a voice that sounded somewhat grating.
"Xin Lin, it's you!"
Long Qingchen turned to leave, but Xin Lin quickly blocked his way.
"Third Prince, what happened to you? Tsk tsk, even the front teeth got knocked out, who could be so bold to dare strike at the Third Prince!"
Xin Lin exclaimed loudly.
"You wretched girl, shut up!"
Long Qingchen's face turned livid as he looked around.
She was shameless, but he still wanted to maintain face.
