"No need to intimidate, just let her speak for herself." Zuzi's tone was light and lazy, with a wisp of a misty smile, as she looked at Bian Xiaohong, "Go on."
Bian Xiaohong immediately felt as if a switch had been flipped in her mouth. She didn't stutter at all and showed no timidity, blurting out:
"It's not them, they are my benefactors, they helped drive away those who bullied me, instructor, you misunderstood!"
"That's right," Xi Rubao said casually, patting Bian Xiaohong, "If you'd said that earlier, there wouldn't have been a problem."
Instructor Yan didn't expect such an explanation from the person involved and was momentarily skeptical: "Don't be afraid of them, Bian classmate, tell the truth, I'll stand up for you!"
Bian Xiaohong's words were fast and firm: "Everything I said is the truth."
