Leon Batton hated people who bullied the weak, especially those who did that blatantly right in front of him.

His voice startled many of them, who fell silent when they saw him.

The girl subconsciously clenched her fists as she snuck a glance at Leon.

It was the first time he had seen her face properly.

She had a small face with almond-shaped eyes, and shapely eyebrows.

The corners of her eyes were slightly reddish as they glistened with tears. She looked like an injured fawn.

Being seen in such a downtrodden state by the person she deeply admired, she genuinely wanted to dig herself a hole to hide.

She was worried Leon would notice her, and to her surprise, he did.

She didn’t mind being seen by thousands with scars all over her body, but the only person she wouldn’t want to see her that way was Leon.

She felt her fragile ego shatter into pieces right then.

In the next moment, Lynette Batton stepped directly in front of the girl, facing off all the boys and girls bullying he