Bing Su's face was full of determination as she concentrated on wrapping layers of bandage cloth around her wrist.
The youthful ponytail hung silently behind her, no longer swaying, mirroring its master's rarely seen Sword Dao intention.
Although she was the least noticeable and weakest member of the Swordsmanship Club's management.
Now their academy was being bullied by another school, and the academy clearly wasn't going to intervene.
This straightforward injustice was something Bing Su could not tolerate.
Does that mean they can bully our Swordsmanship Club just because no one is left?
Bing Su enjoyed the atmosphere of laughing with others and learning Swordsmanship together here.
She considered those classmates with whom she casually chatted and joked as good friends.
And now, her friends were hurt, and no one stood up...
Fine, I'll stand up!
Her eyes were slightly reddened, and Bing Su's thin lips pursed stubbornly.
