As Dean Qiao smoked joyfully, excited at the thought of reprimanding the poor background Xu Feng, a knock came from outside the door.
"Dean Qiao, student Xu Feng has arrived!" his secretary announced.
"Okay, let him wait a while before I get prepared," Dean Qiao responded, inwardly contemplating how he should assert his authority over Xu Feng.
'This poor-background bastard! If it weren't for my help and recommendation, allowing him to join the competition in return for his financial issues. He would have been kicked out long ago. How dare he make a fool out of me this time!' Veins pulsed visibly on Dean Qiao's forehead as his rage peaked.
Back then, he noticed Xu Feng had potential and decided to use him as a tool.
Yet this tool had become disobedient and even started cutting classes.
Added to the fact that the school competition results were met with immense criticism, Dean Qiao decided to cut off Xu Feng, making him pay tenfold.
