Old Scum, How Dare You!

It wasn't just Cameron, but the teachers and students in the square were also shocked by Beiting Huang's words. Even the Iron Blood members were stunned. Wasn't their leader too unusual? They had never thought that there was a weapon more ruthless than swords in the world, and that was verbal attacks.

Looking at how angry Cameron was, they would rather see him stabbed more than ten times by Beiting Huang than see him being tortured by Beiting Huang until he couldn't even speak.

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood. Beiting Huang stepped to the side and dodged like a swimming dragon. If not for her agile figure, she would have been spat on by Cameron.

The middle-aged man had lost his son. How could Cameron not vomit blood after being angered in public?

However, Beiting Huang was a little puzzled. She hadn't done anything to him. She looked at Cameron's wax-paper-like face in confusion and asked disdainfully, "Is that necessary?"