When the teachers and the dean came, the children were beaten up by their parents again. Mu Jingzhe felt that their buttocks must have swollen up.
Since they had been taught a lesson, and considering that they hadn't caused too much financial damage and Xiao Wu wasn't seriously injured, there was still room for reconciliation. There was no need for the kids to be detained, but they had to be educated and compensation had to be paid.
"Murder and arson equal jail time, did you not know that? You're young now, but your parents have to be responsible for the fire caused by underage children playing with flames. Do you want to destroy your parents?"
"No, we don't." In the past, they had only heard that playing with fire would make one wet the bed. As it turned out, it was even more terrifying than wetting the bed. Hundreds of times more terrifying.
