The Unknown God of War

While Zhao Lan was speaking, Chu Feng was already walking toward her. He swung his arm and landed a slap on the woman's face.

Slap!

The sheer loudness was an indication of how painful it was.

Zhao Lan was instantly flung away. Several of her teeth flew out, and she collapsed clumsily on the floor…

Chu Feng flicked his wrist and exhaled slowly. "You don't look like someone who can be reasoned with, so violence will have to do."

The people at the scene were stunned for a few seconds. Then, they began to cheer.

"Way to go! Show that foul-mouthed woman how it's done!"

"Violence might not solve problems, but I'd be d*mned if that woman didn't deserve that slap!"

"How… How dare you hit me?" Zhao Lan struggled to stand up. She covered her swollen cheek and began to yell hysterically, "D*mn you! Don't you know who I am? You're in big trouble now!"

Slap!

Chu Feng responded with another slap on the other cheek. He said coldly, "I don't think I know who you are. Why don't I conduct an experiment on your face? You should be honored!"

Slap!

"This slap is for Meixin. Don't think you can order people around just because your husband is someone important."

Slap!

"This slap is for my daughter and Dou Dou. That's for twisting the truth and not knowing right from wrong."

Slap!

"This slap is for your son. I pity him for having a mother like you."

Slap!

"This slap is for… nothing, actually. I just felt like slapping you."

Chu Feng landed a dozen consecutive slaps on Zhao Lan. Her face was already swollen, and blood oozed out of the corners of her mouth. She fell on the floor pathetically and began to wail.

Her bodyguards rushed over to protect her, but Yang Gang took the opportunity to beat them up. They fell on the floor and writhed in agony.

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded by Chu Feng's display of courage, and they could do nothing but stare at how the scene unfolded. Jiang Fengguang knew he should not stay, so he snuck away at the soonest available opportunity.

"Ms. Luo." Chu Feng turned his head and glared at the teacher. She shuddered uncontrollably and covered her face. "Don't… Don't hit me. I was wrong. Please…"

She did not want to end up swollen and bruised like Zhao Lan.

Instead of hitting her, Chu Feng only said calmly, "I'm not going to lay a finger on you, but I want to give you some advice. You're a teacher, and you should have the principles of one. I'm not asking you to sacrifice yourself without asking for anything in return, but you should at least have a sense of justice and know what's right from wrong. Don't push away responsibility just because you want to save your own skin, and don't bow to tyrants just because they're more powerful. The children look upon you as a role model, so don't taint the good name of teachers who work harder than you."

Ms. Luo was thoroughly humiliated. A series of increasingly complex expressions flashed on her face…

"Well said!"

"Well done. You're a hero!"

"That's a lesson we can all learn!"