Chapter 285: Facing Down the Prefect

The two slaps sent Wyatt and Timothy reeling. Their heads spun, blood trickled from the corners of their mouths, and several teeth flew out. Their brains buzzed. Their vision blurred. "Y‑you lunatic…" Wyatt clutched his cheek, shocked and furious. Timothy's face burned with humiliation as he glared at Diego Santee, eyes full of hate. Smack! Smack! Two more crisp slaps rang out. This time, Diego hit even harder. Wyatt and Timothy spat out blood mixed with broken teeth, looking completely...