The principal stood straight as a reflex of his body.
It was a feeling like when students see a stern homeroom teacher, when in the army facing a rigid instructor, or at work confronting a nitpicky and stingy boss...
The principal instinctively grasped this feeling and made a mental evaluation.
Shi Yaoguang gave him a feeling of oppression that was comparable to that of a significant figure.
Such an aura was not something ordinary people could possess.
The fact that Shi Yaoguang could exert such an imposing manner precisely showed her extraordinariness.
Thinking of this, the principal couldn't help but reflect, wondering if there was anything he had done poorly.
He hoped he hadn't made this imposing Buddha bear a grudge against him.
Little did Shi Yaoguang know, the principal was also an emperor of imagination.
She hadn't said anything yet, and he had already assumed a whole bunch of things by himself.
