"This…"
Principal Zhang broke out in a cold sweat. "He… He should be on the way. Ninth master, please calm down…"
Lin Long took a step forward. His smile was very formal, but it carried an unquestionable deterrence.
"Principal Zhang, our Ninth Master's patience is limited. Last time, we reminded Principal Zhang that Miss Ye Beisheng is a member of Ninth Master's household register, but Principal Zhang allowed your school's counselor to slander Miss Ye Beishen. How are you going to explain this matter?"
Principal Zhang's legs went weak and he could barely stand. His entire body trembled and his tone was pleading.
"Ninth master, I'll fire her. Would you be okay with that?"
The dagger in Huo Xiting's hand reflected a cold light, and his tone was light as if he was looking at an ant. "Fire her?"
Principal Zhang's entire body went numb.
"There's no need for that."
