"You are?" The teacher pushed up her glasses, her face showing clear displeasure, "Who are you? What business is it of yours if I'm disciplining a student?"
"Disciplining students is not a problem. But your method is a problem." Di Mingjue stepped forward, looking disdainfully at the teacher and speaking coldly, "What right do you have to order her expulsion? Which school rules and regulations did she violate? Tell me. If you can't say it, it's you who should get lost, not her."
Di Mingjue looked at the teacher with a cold and dominating expression.
The teacher frowned, extremely displeased, and retorted defiantly, "What right do you have to tell me to get lost?"
"Hmm." Di Mingjue hummed coldly, kicked open a bench arrogantly, sat down flamboyantly, and casually took out his work badge from his pocket and threw it on the table. He asked coldly, "Do you think I have the right?"
