Little Demon King fell into a pile of toys at the back of the classroom, hurting his arm without knowing where he hit it, the pain whitening his little face.
He bit his lower lip tightly, and even though the fall was very painful, he stubbornly didn't make a sound.
"Chen Qiuqiu, why were you two fighting?" The teacher, hearing the noise, hurried down from the podium.
"Mo Xiaoyu has no daddy, he lies about having one; I just said that he would grow a long nose if he lied, and then he rushed over to hit me…" The chubby kid started to play the victim first, crying with tears and snot all over him, "Daddy, it hurts so much, please help me get revenge, wuu wu..."
The female teacher glanced at Little Demon King, immediately feeling a headache coming on with a furrow in her brow.
