"Teacher, please contact his parents," Jiang Yuzhu pointed at the injured person and told the teacher.
The teacher looked a bit torn.
"This…well, it might be inconvenient to contact his parents."
"Just go ahead and make the call, teacher. I will take responsibility for any consequences."
"Alright," the teacher agreed and started dialling the number.
Pei Yanqing stared at Jiang Yuzhu's retreating figure in surprise. He had not expected her to show such determination.
Usually, when Jiang Yuzhu was with her brother, she acted gentle and knowledgeable, exuding a little-woman vibe.
As soon as the call was connected, an angry voice came from the other side.
"Teacher, let me tell you, we're not through with that Pei kid. My son just called me crying in pain, there's definitely not a part of his body unharmed now."
"Usually, we wouldn't even lay a finger on him, and now look at him, beaten up so badly by that Pei brat. My poor son is suffering."
