"Okay, let's go. Let's see if you're lying or not." They followed closely behind. Not long after, I walked quickly to the principal's office.
When I was at home, I purposely changed my pants so that my sister-in-law wouldn't notice the wound on my calf. Otherwise, she would scold me again. Although my calf was injured, I was surprised to find that the Qi-Jin in my body was circulating to heal the wound. It had already started to scab. I didn't feel any pain, and it wouldn't affect my movements. This was the biggest difference between a Ming Jing expert and a normal martial artist.
Of course, I didn't have the mood to think about this. The most important thing now was to ask Principal Huang what was going on. Coincidentally, a teacher came out of the principal's office.
"Wait a minute." I pushed the door open and walked in. When Principal Huang saw me, he was stunned.
"Principal, what do you mean? You promised me that you would revoke the ban. Why did you change your mind?" I questioned him. I wasn't polite at all. The peddlers stood at the door and looked at me.
Principal Huang looked embarrassed. "Xiao Zhuang, what's wrong?"
"You don't welcome me?
It seems that you don't want to be evaluated as an advanced unit! "
I frowned and felt a little puzzled. I was now a real Ming Jing master. How could the headmaster withstand a little bit of my imposing manner?
"No, no. Don't get too excited. It's like this. This morning, Director Fang contacted me. He said that you wouldn't be coming back. He asked me not to announce the revocation of the ban. Hey, wait a minute. I'll call him over!" Principal Huang picked up the phone on his desk and dialed a short number.
"Hey, Xiao Fang. Hurry up and come over." Principal Huang said hurriedly and hung up the phone. Then, he poured me a cup of tea.
The peddlers outside were confused when they saw this scene. After the principal's reminder, I got some clues. It seemed that Director Fang was a bad person.
Not long after, I heard Director Fang scolding them. "You peddlers, why did you come to the principal's office? Do you still want to do business?"
The peddlers retreated a few steps. Director Fang swaggered in. "Brother Huang, are you looking for me?"
Soon, he noticed my presence. He couldn't hide the surprise on his face. "You, why did you come out?
Didn't you say you were going to be detained? "
"Haha, Director Fang, it seems like you know quite a lot. But I don't think it's a good idea to influence the principal's decision just for your own benefit."
I narrowed my eyes and sneered. An invisible pressure fell on Director Fang, making him shiver in fear.
"Well, I can't revoke the ban anyway. Don't think that you can be lawless just because you know Director Zhao. Weren't you taken to the Blood Wolf Hall last night?
Why didn't they kill you? "Director Fang rolled his eyes and asked gloatingly.
Before I could say anything, he said to the peddler, "You guys are also stupid. He's only good at fighting and bullied some hooligans, so he paid without hesitation. Do you really think he has the ability to protect you?
If the Blood Wolf Hall wants to find trouble with him, he won't be able to live for long. Your money will be wasted, understand? "
Director Fang's words made the peddlers panic. "Zhuang Feng, please don't make things difficult for us."
"That's right. It's fine if the ban can't be revoked. Just return the money you paid. We are all small businesses."
Some peddlers even knelt down in front of me. They didn't feel good. After all, I was just a student. It was hard for me to have the right to speak. "Haha, don't be impatient. You said that the Blood Wolf Hall wants to deal with me. Do you have any evidence?" I looked at Director Fang and asked seriously.
"My words are the best evidence. Brat, since you care about morality, don't blame me for being impolite. Hmph." Director Fang put his hands on his waist and said in a domineering manner.
"Oh, I see. Then I'll find someone and see what he has to say." I took out my phone and called Chief Feng.
"Hey, Senior Feng, are you busy?
Well, I have something to do here. Can you come over?
Okay, I'll be waiting for you in the principal's office. "After saying that, I hung up the phone.
"Tsk, what bullshit Senior Feng. You want to find someone?
I want to see who you are going to find to deal with me. "Director Fang sat aside and crossed his legs.
About ten minutes later, Chief Feng hurried to the office. Principal Huang's face was a little unnatural when he saw him.
"Xiao Zhuang, I'm not late, right? What's the matter?" Although he was travel-worn, Chief Feng still greeted him with a smile.
"Well, this person just said that the Blood Wolf Hall wants to kill me …" I shrugged and pointed at Director Fang. The latter had an indifferent attitude.
"Hmph. What did I say? He offended the Blood Wolf Hall yesterday. I'm afraid he won't be able to stay in Yuncheng." Director Fang curled his lips and said.
Chief Feng's face darkened. He suddenly slapped him in the face. "Fuck, don't talk nonsense. Xiao Zhuang is the person I respect the most. How can the Blood Wolf Hall want to kill him!?"
Director Fang was stunned. A bright red palm print appeared on his face. He covered his face and said, "Who are you, old man? What qualifications do you have to represent the Blood Wolf Hall?"
"Heh, if I'm not qualified to represent, then no one else can." Chief Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had never seen such a stupid person like Director Fang.
"Stop bragging. I …" Before Director Fang could finish, Principal Huang interrupted, "Xiao Fang, shut up. This is the leader of the Blood Wolf Hall!"
"Huh?" Director Fang was stunned. He thought he had heard it wrong.
"First, first in command?
Headmaster, are you mistaken? "He was rather surprised.
"I can't be mistaken. I've had dinner with him!" Then, he hurried to greet me. He stretched out his hand with a polite smile on his face.
Chief Feng hesitated when he saw Principal Huang's hand hanging in the air. He looked at me and asked, "I don't seem to be familiar with him. Xiao Zhuang, should I shake his hand?"
Originally, Principal Huang had absolute authority in the school. Even the peddlers had to be polite to him. However, he didn't even dare to breathe loudly in front of Chief Feng. Even if he wanted to shake his hand, he might not give him face.
"Ahem. He is our principal. We have to give him face." I cleared my throat. Chief Feng then stretched out his hand to greet me.
He had raised my status to an unprecedented level. Because of the commotion, a lot of students had gathered at the window to see what was going on. They were all talking about it.
"Oh my god. Is Zhuang Feng the illegitimate son of the leader of the Blood Wolf Hall?"