Just as the iron rod was about to smash down on Chen Xiaonan's right hand, suddenly a hand grabbed the rod in mid-air.
Everyone let out a sigh of relief and looked towards Chen Xiaonan's side.
Principal Ye!
Ye Chen held the iron rod, his expression grim.
"Bastard."
Huang Mao tried to pull the rod back, but he felt like Ye Chen's grip was as tight as iron pliers.
Ye Chen kicked Huang Mao directly in the chest.
Huang Mao's body flew out, but the iron rod remained in Ye Chen's hand.
Ye Chen swung the iron rod and launched an assault on that gang of bullies.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The iron rod in Ye Chen's hand kept striking the bullies.
These bullies might have been able to bully Chen Xiaonan and his classmates, but in front of Ye Chen, they were nothing.
The bullies were beaten so badly by Ye Chen that they scrambled away in a rush.
Back at the hotel, Ye Chen's expression was somber.
Chen Xiaonan, looking upset, said, "Coach Ye, I'm sorry."
