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After half an hour.

Principal's Office, Linchuan No. 3 Martial Arts High School.

Behind the desk sat a tall, thin middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

He wore a crisply ironed white shirt, looking refined and scholarly.

But he was by no means a weak scholar who couldn't even kill a chicken.

Gaoping.

The new principal who was parachuted into No. 3 Middle School a month ago, appointed by the military, is also a genuine third-grade Transformation Realm martial artist!

Qi and blood levels have already exceeded 1000!

With a single swing of his arm, he possesses the immense force of thousands of kilograms; a single punch is enough to turn a berserk silverback gorilla into a bloody pulp!

At this moment, the atmosphere in the office was somewhat noisy.

"Principal Gao! Listen to this! Listen to what this kid has done!"

The head of the Political Education Department, a portly man, pointed at Jiang Feng's nose and roared, spitting as he spoke.

"He beat a classmate so badly he fell into a coma, and even the homeroom teacher, Mr. Xiao, was beaten so badly he was hospitalized!"

"This is utterly lawless, undisciplined, and disrespectful to elders!"

"This kind of black sheep, this cancer! We absolutely cannot keep him at No. 3 Middle School. He must be expelled immediately and handed over to the law enforcement bureau!"

Faced with the director of the political education department's furious barking, Jiang Feng stood aside with his hands in his pockets, looking completely indifferent.

So what if they fire me?

He has now awakened the Late Emperor System.

Even if you get expelled from school, as long as you follow the system's tasks, you'll have plenty of opportunities to improve your strength.

Continuing to stay in Class 4 and drift through life would be a waste of his time.

Of course, the only downside is that I won't be able to see Shen Weilan anymore.

However, upon hearing the word "expulsion," Shen Weilan, standing behind Jiang Feng, became anxious.

Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang are just ordinary office workers who work hard from dawn till dusk every day, hoping that she and Jiang Feng can graduate smoothly.

How devastated would they be if they knew that Jiang Feng had been expelled from school for fighting, thus ending his path in martial arts?

And where could Jiang Feng go after being expelled from school?

He was still a high school student and hadn't learned any skills.

Am I supposed to stay home every day from now on and become a useless person who just waits to die?

"Principal! This can't be entirely blamed on my brother..."

Shen Weilan stepped forward and spoke urgently.

She was stunned as soon as she finished speaking.

"My brother."

She seems to have not mentioned those two simple words in front of outsiders for two or three years.

As Jiang Feng became increasingly cowardly, their relationship gradually drifted apart.

Every time she spoke, she addressed him by his given name, Jiang Feng.

But in that moment of panic, the word "brother" came out so naturally.

Gao Ping raised his eyelids and glanced indifferently at the director of the Political Education Department.

Just a glance, without any other movement.

But in that instant, the oppressive aura of a third-grade martial artist flashed through the office.

The director of the Political Education Department was like a duck with its neck being choked; the words he was about to say were instantly blocked in his throat, his fat trembled, and he obediently shut his mouth.

This is the suppressive power of a high-level martial artist!

In the world of martial arts.

Strength reigns supreme!

Who's going to play any political games with you?

Try reasoning with my fists!

Gao Ping turned his gaze to Jiang Feng and asked in a deep voice, "Your name is Jiang Feng, right?"

"Although I haven't been at No. 3 Middle School for long, I have information on all the senior students."

"You're introverted, even honest and unassuming, and you've never caused trouble before. What's wrong with you today? Why did you suddenly hit your classmates and teacher so hard?"

Gao Ping was well aware of Jiang Feng's family background.

Very ordinary, even in this era of advanced martial arts, it could be described as poor.

This experience of coming from a poor family and being bullied silently is almost identical to Gao Ping's own situation when he was young.

Because he had been caught in the rain, he was willing to give the boy a chance to explain.

Unlike other principals who simply dismiss students without listening to their explanations, this principal...

Jiang Feng frowned slightly and subconsciously glanced at Shen Weilan.

The obscene things Wu Yong said about Shen Weilan in the classroom.

Saying it here would be tantamount to subjecting my sister to another verbal insult.

So he turned his head away and bluntly said, "No reason, I just don't like him!"

Gao Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint of light flashing across his glasses.

"Oh? He didn't provoke you? He didn't say anything insulting to anger you?"

Jiang Feng remained silent, adopting an attitude of utter indifference.

Gao Ping glanced at Shen Weilan, who looked anxious beside him, and his mind immediately became clear.

He nodded to himself, thinking, "This little guy is interesting."

"He has a ruthless and stubborn streak in his bones. Even though he is in the right, he would rather take the blame himself in order to protect his sister's dignity."

"If this child has any talent, he will surely be extraordinary in the future."

"It's a pity. According to the data, his aptitude seems quite ordinary. He hasn't become a quasi-martial artist yet."

At that moment, Shen Weilan also instantly understood.

She actually heard everything Wu Yong said.

But Jiang Feng didn't know that.

The reason he doesn't want to talk about it now is because he wants to protect himself!

At this moment, Shen Weilan's gaze towards Jiang Feng changed.

She seemed to see again the boy from her childhood, the one who, even when he was beaten black and blue, would spread his arms and use his small body to shield her.

Shen Weilan's eyes instantly welled up with tears, which swirled around her eyes.

Brother... you really haven't changed at all since you were a kid.

At this moment, seeing that Jiang Feng refused to admit his mistake, the director of the political education department, thinking he had caught him red-handed, hurriedly stepped forward to fan the flames:

"Principal Gao, look! This kid himself admitted that he injured someone without cause!"

"This is absolutely outrageous! It must be dealt with seriously. This matter is extremely serious, and what about the Wu family..."

"Bang!"

A loud bang interrupted the director's words.

Gao Ping slammed his hand on the desk, leaving a deep palm print on it!

"snort!"

"I, Gao Ping, am neither blind nor deaf!"

"I've already reviewed all the surveillance footage from Class 4!"

"I know the whole story perfectly well!"

He stared intently at the pale-faced director of the Political Education Department, and shouted sternly, "Wu Yong's father must have sent your Political Education Department a lot of local specialties every year during holidays, right?!"

"It's because of the protection of you parasites that he dares to run rampant in school!"

"He used to bully ordinary classmates, humiliate girls, and even harass young female student teachers in the hallway!"

"You've suppressed all of this, why aren't you doing anything about it?!"

Upon hearing these words, the director of the political education department turned deathly pale, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

He never dreamed that this seemingly refined new principal would be so meticulous, having investigated everything so thoroughly in such a short time!

"Get out!"

"Your problems will be dealt with by the disciplinary committee later!"

The moment the third-rank martial artist unleashed his fury, the air in the entire office seemed to freeze.

The director of the political education department was so frightened that his legs went weak and he practically scrambled out of the office.

A look of shock flashed in Jiang Feng's eyes.

Goodness, I thought the principal was a good-natured scholar when I saw him wearing glasses.

I never expected him to be so fierce when he gets angry!

Is that oppressive feeling the aura of a third-grade martial artist?

Wow, that's amazing!

After dealing with the director of the Political Education Department, Gao Ping's breathing calmed down a bit.

He sat back down in his chair and looked at Jiang Feng, asking, "I understand what happened to Wu Yong; he brought it upon himself. So why did you hit Xiao Chunping so hard? He is, after all, your homeroom teacher."

Jiang Feng sneered and simply revealed all of Xiao Chunping's despicable acts.

"What kind of teacher is he? As the head teacher of the martial arts class, he receives a high salary from the school, but he doesn't teach us any practical combat skills at all. He just shows us videos in class every day."

"He'll treat whoever is rich or whoever gives him gifts well."

"For students from ordinary families, the punishment ranges from being made to stand in the corner and verbally abused to being harassed or treated unfairly."

"What's even more shameless is that he often secretly groped the female classmates in the class."

"He even made unwanted advances in the office once, only to be caught red-handed by his wife!"

"His wife was also his student back then, and she knew what kind of person he was all along. She would come to the school every day to check up on him."

"This beast in human form, beating him is too lenient!"