"I'm not!" Xiaocong wasn't intimidated by her at all, "I am Rong Shaoze's son, my name is Rong Lincong!"
This damned brat, so stubborn!
"Aren't you afraid I will kill you?!"
"Even if you kill me, I am still my father's son!"
"Well said!" A deep and restrained voice suddenly broke in, leaving everyone stunned for a moment.
The teachers automatically parted, making way for the tall, handsome man with an extraordinary presence.
Rong Shaoze slowly walked in, his dark, profound eyes first landing on Xiaocong, quickly taking stock of him.
Other than the five finger marks on his face, there were no injuries.
He breathed a sigh of relief within.
However, he would certainly take back that slap a hundredfold.
Seeing him, Du Ruoxin and Xiaocong were both very excited.
"Daddy!" Xiaocong looked at him, his nose twitched, and he almost burst into tears.
That was great, he knew his dad would come to save him.
