Wu Po Jiuxiao

Few people in this Kasyapa Academy dared to speak to him in such a tone, so Ye Fantian naturally thought that the other party might not be calling him.

"Hey, hey... are you a fool? Call you, are you deaf?"

A strong arm suddenly stretched out in front of Ye Fantian.

"Eh...? Are you calling me?"

Ye Fantian looked at the young man who was about eighteen or nineteen years old in front of him with a strange look, and couldn't help asking.

There are several youths who are also young standing beside him, but it is obvious that this youth is the leader.

"Nonsense, it's not you, but who is it?"

While speaking, the other party was still looking around, as if he was afraid of something.

Seeing this expression, Ye Fantian couldn't help but smile slightly, the other party's behavior was clearly that of a freshman, and he was obviously scared of being hit by those old students.

And thinking of how the other party stopped him, he already had some guesses.

"What's the matter then?"

Ye Fantian said with a smile.

"Robbery, aren't you old students robbing our freshmen, so naturally we can rob you too."

Ye Fantian nodded lightly, and then looked at the people around him. The embarrassed posture was indeed a bit bleak. Ye Fantian immediately smiled and said:

"Then how much are you going to rob?"