When Shan Xiongjing hurried over to help Jiang Zihao up, Director Zhou sneered, "Principal Shan, it's not that the ground is slippery, it's because this man and Mo Huasong are putting on a show. What 'vice president' and 'young master', acting like they're something special. Hmph, thinking we won't expel Mo Huasong? That's impossible."
"Screw you." Shan Xiongjing cursed angrily at Director Zhou.
Director Zhou was shocked, as were the students.
Shan Xiongjing was always dignified, steady, and highly respected in the school. So how did he suddenly start behaving so crudely?
"Pr-Pr-Principal Shan—" Director Zhou stuttered in fear.
Shan Xiongjing went over and helped Jiang Zihao up, but he didn't dare stand, pitifully looking at Mo Huasong: "Young master, I was wrong. Please, spare me."
"Young master?!" Shan Xiongjing finally understood who this young man was and why Jiang Zihao didn't dare stand up.
Shan Xiongjing hurriedly smiled obsequiously, "Student Mo, hello."
