"A bunch of idiots, they can't even see the current situation clearly. Young Master Du is a favored son of heaven, a pillar of the community. Offending him means you've ruined your whole life." Wang Zijun shook his head and sighed, a look of pity on his face, his boot-licking demeanor on full display.
The male and female with glasses were just ordinary college students; they had never dealt with people with backgrounds. In their minds, these kinds of people were almost the same as the mafia, impossible to evade.
If they really got expelled or somehow couldn't graduate for some reason, then all those years of hard work would have been for nothing, and all their hopes for this lifetime would be lost. Terrified, they dared not speak, and despite the raging anger in their hearts, they had no choice but to bow to reality.
"Come here, if each of you takes a cut at the knife, I'll let bygones be bygones as if nothing happened. Otherwise, hehe, you'll regret it."
