When a person is in a high-ranking position, their words carry the law.

Chapter 37 Gratitude to Director Qi
Qi Chengjun felt as if he had choked, experiencing a discomfort akin to eating excrement.

He was about to have a verbal exchange with Bai Ze, but Bai Ze simply said, "Oh, it's you, my dear nephew," which shut down Qi Chengjun's subsequent words.

Some of the students present even burst out laughing, but managed to hold it in.

They were all still high school students, and even though they harbored resentment towards Bai Ze because of the preferential treatment in resources, they couldn't help but laugh at this sudden scene.

Qi Chengjun didn't even need to look back; he knew that his classmates were enduring a lot of hardship.

"Don't you want to look back at Qi Xuechang's child?" Bai Ze kindly reminded him.

Qi Chengjun's face was gloomy, but he still refused to turn around.

Looking back now, he's just a clown.

The students haven't received any professional training. If they turn around and see someone unable to hold back their laughter, what can Qi Chengjun do?
In the end, all I can do is pretend I don't care and forgive the other person.

Even if everyone can hold back, when Qi Chengjun turns around, they will probably have to show a forced smile, which would only make them look even more like clowns.

Therefore, there's no turning back; we can only start with Bai Ze.

"Bai Ze, I'm trying to reason with you. Arguing won't work." Qi Chengjun continued to stand on the side of justice.

"How can this be called being unreasonable?" Bai Ze looked surprised. "Yesterday, Senior Qi was calling me junior. If you don't believe me, go back and ask your dad."

"Pfft-"

Laughter came from the front. Yan Xinnian forced a straight face, indicating that he was different from the students, had undergone strict training, and was absolutely able to hold back. It was just an accident.

However, Qi Chengjun was not without allies. Some of the students showed anger and were about to step forward to help.

and so--

"But we're in class today, so let's each talk about our own things, Qi."

Bai Ze smiled, interrupting the other party's ally's spellcasting, and then said with a grin, "Student Qi, have you returned that police dog that you've been using for personal gain?"

Qi Chengjun was speechless again.

"Or is it that the police dog wants to repay Director Qi's kindness and wants to give up its police dog status to protect your house?" Bai Ze asked again.

"If that's the case, then it's a really good dog, so loyal. I think it's not qualified for police dog status and should be promoted to a regular animal status."

As he spoke, Bai Ze thoughtfully traced the characters "正畜" with his finger to make sure the students understood.

"Pfft."

This time, the students really couldn't hold back anymore.

However, Qi Chengjun is quite patient; even in this situation, he hasn't broken down. It seems he has inherited some of the patience from Director Qi.

"White Pond!"

As if trying to regain his momentum, he shouted Bai Ze's name loudly and said, "We're talking about how you're taking up your classmates' resources. Don't try to change the subject."

"Isn't this problem obvious?"

Bai Ze, still smiling, looked at Qi Chengjun and said, "Third Middle School has always had the habit of allocating resources preferentially, and the reason I was able to receive such resources is, of course, because I am strong."

"Does Bai Ze think he's the strong one and we're the weak one?" Qi Chengjun stared intently into Bai Ze's eyes and said.

Before this class, Qi Chengjun received a call from Qi Fangwei, who asked him to test Bai Ze's strength, which is why Qi Chengjun is trying to stand on the moral high ground today.

Moreover, although rumors of a genius emerging from Canghai City were circulating online, none of his classmates knew who this genius was, giving him every reason to question Bai Ze's abilities. Even if Bai Ze admitted he was the genius, Qi Chengjun could make Bai Ze prove it himself. After the initial nauseating experience, Qi Chengjun felt he was close to achieving his goal.

However, after hearing Bai Ze's words, he felt only a strong sense of humiliation.

Because in Bai Ze's eyes, Qi Chengjun was a weakling.

Unexpectedly, Bai Ze denied it, saying, "Don't misunderstand, I didn't mean to say that Qi is a weakling."

Bai Ze said with a smile, "In my eyes, Qi is just a bit weak. Calling him weak is too harsh, let's just call him trash."

In fact, if Bai Ze weren't afraid of hurting the feelings between classmates, he would have said that everyone present was trash.

Alas, to avoid upsetting the students, Bai Ze has no choice but to make things difficult for Qi Chengjun.

"Who are you calling trash!"

The smugness of his attempt to succeed could not outweigh the humiliation brought by the contempt. His pre-planned scheme and impulsive anger erupted at the same time, and Qi Chengjun finally couldn't hold back and attacked in a fit of rage.

But Bai Ze was faster than him.

With a single step, he moved with the agility of a crane or a deer, arriving swiftly and gracefully. With a raised hand, he unleashed a burst of energy, producing a sound like a gunshot.

"Shotgun marks".

Qi Chengjun's pupils suddenly contracted. Bai Ze's speed and strength made him feel a sense of tension that made it hard to breathe. He immediately raised his arm and threw a punch. The fierce and violent force of the punch exploded out with a bang.

Fists and palms collided, the force of which was devastating, followed by screams of agony.

Qi Chengjun's fist was shattered like dry leaves and withered branches. More than a dozen forces struck his fist, creating a dense network of holes, and his arm turned bluish-purple.

He staggered backward, his right hand hanging limply at his side.

"Oh? Your external martial arts skills are quite good; you didn't even bleed."

Qi Fangwei was a former security guard, so he must have practiced the Golden Jade Body technique. As his son, Qi Chengjun is obviously quite accomplished in this area as well. It's just that we don't know exactly which external cultivation method it is; Bai Ze's knowledge is currently limited, and he can't distinguish whether it's the Golden Jade Body or something else.

Bai Ze gave a light praise and said, "It seems I have to take back what I said earlier. You're not that bad, you're just a little bit of trash at most."

Excellent, Qi Chengjun has successfully gone from being a big piece of trash to a small piece of trash. Congratulations!

It seems that Young Master Qi doesn't appreciate it.

"Reply," he cried out, enduring the pain.

This is where the benefits of virtual space become apparent. As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Chengjun's arm returned to its original state.

However, the pain from being struck by more than a dozen bursts of energy in his arm still lingered, bringing phantom pain from time to time.

He stared intently at Bai Ze, his eyes filled with a mixture of resentment and anger, though Bai Ze's ability to read emotions was limited; he could only discern that it was not a positive emotion.

Bai Ze simply looked around and asked, "Who else?"

At this moment, all the arrogance transformed into the triumphant spirit of the strong, leaving everyone speechless.

Qi Chengjun watched this scene, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked like he was about to crush his teeth.

'This is what it feels like to be a loser...'

Yan Xinnian, watching this scene, stopped smiling. Amidst his感慨 (feelings of deep emotion), he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, 'And this Bai Ze... the old principal has really dealt a good hand this time.'

(End of this chapter)