Ethan's punch was just the beginning.
He punched and kicked through the crowd, and in just thirty seconds, the dozen or so arrogant foreign students were all on the ground, clutching their stomachs and groaning in pain.
The classmates looked at each other, feeling a bit scared. 'Was Mr. Lee that good at fighting?'
Some cheered loudly, while others showed a hint of worry in their eyes, "Oh no! Even though these foreign students are bad, getting beaten like this at school will definitely cause trouble."
A hint of hesitation flashed in Zared's eyes, then he gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Lee, you should leave now!"
Ethan was slightly surprised, "Leave? Then will you take the blame?"
A trace of urgency flashed in Zared's eyes, "Although I still dislike you. This matter has nothing to d
