Seeing that Wen Liang was still about to leave, Mr. Zhang stepped forward and grabbed him.

Other students also stood up and talked a lot.

Wen Liang's sleeves were shaking, and he had not tied his hair today, and his long hair was dispersed, covering his face.

"What happened? Mr. Zhang can help you." Mr. Zhang said in a deep voice.

Wen Liang still lowered his head and said nothing, only half of his face showed a panic expression.

He still dared not say it.

Mr. Zhang looked around and whispered: "Who knows what happened to Wen Liang?"

A disciple said, "I went to the practice tower today and saw the group of people in the Tang Dynasty pulling Wen Liang away and forcing him into the alley. Wen Liang seemed to be beaten by them."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar around us.

Many students showed sudden enlightenment, while others were angry and angry.

"Why did they drag Wen Liang away?" Mr. Zhang asked.

"Because Wen Liang is gentle and is polite to everyone, they feel that Wen Liang bullies him, so they keep insulting him verbally, and sometimes they will drive him like a slave."

Mr. Zhang's face turned cold: "Are you honest, you should be bullied?"

A student next to him said, "Sir, we are all protecting Wen Liang, only the beasts of the Tang Dynasty and the Zhou family... Those people have been bullying Wen Liang. These people are so bad that they bully the weak and are afraid of the strong. They have long been the Imperial College.

There is a cancer inside.”

Hearing the words around him, Wen Liang trembled more and more violently.

Mr. Zhang snorted coldly, suddenly grabbed Wen Liang's clothes and pulled them hard.

Behind the Confucian robe, a thin body appeared.

Wen Liang was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, but his body was covered with whip marks and scald marks. There were even several knife wounds on his back, and blood was flowing.

Mr. Zhang pushed Wen Liang's hair apart again, and under the cover of his long hair, a bright red slap print suddenly appeared on Wen Liang's face.

"The people of the Tang Dynasty were simply heartless and could do anything!"

"How dare they treat their classmates like this? Are they still human?"

"These people usually know how to bully people with generous subsidies from the government, but this time they did too much!"

Seeing this scene, all the students' anger surged into their hearts.

Their classmates were bullied so much by a group of people from outside!

This is simply a huge humiliation!

"Wen Liang, I'll ask you why they beat you!" Mr. Zhang stared at Wen Liang.

Wen Liang was trembling all over, and his inner fear, anger and shame were mixed together, which made him almost collapse.

Mr. Zhang whispered: "I have told you so many historical books. Haven't you learned any lessons? You are planning to be a turtle that will shrink your head for the rest of your life!"

"No!"

Wen Liang finally spoke, because of the long period of depression and excitement, even his voice seemed extremely trembling.

"Sir, you gave me the marrow cleaning pill yesterday, so I was going to go to the cultivation tower for refining. Who knew that I met the group of Tang Dynasty people halfway. They found the marrow cleaning pill from me, and accused me of not taking the initiative to hand over and beating me hard.

Once again, I snatched away the marrow-cleaning pill and humiliated me."

Wen Liang knelt in front of Mr. Zhang, his eyes were red and tears flashed: "Disciple is ashamed of his teachings! I am embarrassed by the teacher!"

Mr. Zhang looked at him and said in a deep voice: "Since they snatch it, why don't you resist?"
Chapter completed!