A few girls kept accusing William Cole relentlessly.
Some even called the police and an ambulance, shouting out loud, "Someone assaulted a foreigner! Come and handle this quickly. If this gets out internationally, it'll bring disgrace to all of you from the official side!"
"Hello, Principal, Dean...there's trouble, Boldo's arm got broken in the café."
Around a few phone calls later, the girls coldly stared at William Cole.
About ten minutes later, the school officials arrived first.
"Principal, Dean... finally, you're here..." a few girls stepped forward, crying out their complaints.
Once he understood the situation, a middle-aged, chubby man wearing glasses angrily said, pointing at Cole, "How dare you! You've got the nerve to hit our student. Do you know that Boldo is our treasured student and the key person we're grooming?"
"To you he may be a treasure, but in front of me, he's just another foreign trash," William Cole chuckled coldly.
