Liu Kun's roar was, unconsciously, a bit hysterical.
The few people around Liu Kun, seeing this, charged straight toward Ye Chen.
Ye Chen, however, stood where he was without moving: "You guys better think this through. In Liu Kun's eyes, you're just chess pieces, same as Yang Peng before. If you start something with me here, worst case I get expelled. I'm already on disciplinary probation—if I fail this exam, I'll be expelled anyway. But you're different. If you fight me, at the very least someone's getting seriously hurt. Do you really think Liu Kun is going to take care of you then?"
Hearing what Ye Chen said, the few who'd charged over faltered, stopped in their tracks, and all turned to look at Liu Kun.
Seeing their eyes, Liu Kun froze. In those eyes, there was a clear question.
"I—I'll of course, of course take care of you guys..." Liu Kun, who had just been raging, suddenly started stammering, sounding a little guilty.
