"Don't you two understand the rule of first come, first served?"
A calm voice came from the side.
Upon hearing the voice, Xiang Dongyang turned his head to look.
He saw a young man dressed in black walking unhurriedly toward them, his facial features sharp as if sculpted by a chisel, his expression stern, eyes deep like an abyss, capable of absorbing everything around, making it hard for anyone to discern anything about him.
It's him!
Xiang Dongyang was startled. He didn't expect Qin Tian, who hardly communicated with him normally, to speak up for him at this moment.
"Who the hell is minding others' business, you..."
The short-haired man turned to yell angrily, but when he saw that calm, stern face, the rest of his words got stuck in his throat.
As the recent sensation at school, Qin Tian's photo had spread across various campus groups.
The short-haired man and the robust man recognized Qin Tian at a glance.
