Eleventh High School.
Su Mu watched the live broadcast with fury; Wang Hao had given him a surprise so big that he found it hard to accept!
"Haha, so this kid likes this kind of thing!" Mo Li laughed heartily, walking in from outside with Luo Yao.
Su Mu's face turned cold instantly. He was already angry, and this old man Mo Li dared to provoke him. Did Mo Li really think Su Mu's reputation was just for show?
"Senior Mo Li, have a seat. Senior Su Mu, please drink some tea," Principal Zhong Li quickly stepped between the two as it seemed they were about to clash.
Mo Li sat down, looking smugly at Su Mu. "Old Su, when the Marshal asked you to teach Wang Hao, he didn't expect you to train his son like this, did he?"
"You..." Su Mu was so angry that his hair stood on end, and a terrifying aura burst forth.
