LRAB Chapter 23 - At Yulan High, Actions Don't Need Proof
Chapter 23 - At Yulan High, Actions Don't Need Proof
"Principal?!"
The head of discipline rushed forward, taking three steps in the time it normally took two.
This man was as elusive as a dragon, rarely seen; every month, he spent only two or three days at the school.
What had prompted him to visit the office today, and just when this particular problem had arisen?
"Why are you here?"
Remembering the principal's fiery temper, he felt a sense of foreboding.
"Just paying a visit."
The deep, resonant voice rumbled from the man's chest.
The middle-aged man entered the office, his calm demeanor exuding an aura of authority that commanded respect without the need for anger.
"What happened?"
"It's like this, Mrs. Chu..." The disciplinarian was about to explain, choosing his words carefully, when the sound of the wealthy woman's crying suddenly came from behind him.
"Principal, I need you to do something for me."
She began her story with a pitiful tone, accusing before the facts were clear.
"Not only was my child beaten by this person, but when I asked him to apologize, he started cursing at me. His attitude was terrible and arrogant, completely disregarding the rules of the school."
As she spoke, the wealthy woman forced a few crocodile tears.
The Chief of Discipline, who had witnessed the entire change in the wealthy woman's demeanor, closed his mouth and silently stepped aside.
Forget it, getting involved on either side would only bring trouble. He decided to stay out of this mess.@@@@
"Resorted to violence."
The headmaster's expression remained unchanged, his deep, piercing eyes showing no emotion.
"Is that true?"
"How could it not be! The slap on my daughter's face was his, right before lunch. The bruise hasn't even faded yet."
The wealthy woman's voice was filled with indignation, and her eyes filled with more tears.
The wealthy woman abruptly pulled her daughter from her forgotten seat and pointed to the obvious mark on her face.
"Principal, look at this. Is there still law? Is there still justice? A student, no matter how smart, shouldn't be able to act recklessly just to get good grades."
She pretended to wipe her eyes, her tone serious and sincere, making her words sound weighty.
The principal responded with a noncommittal "hmm," acknowledging her words.
"Did you hit Mrs. Chu's daughter?" He turned to the young man, his face showing little change, but his tone was noticeably softer.
"Yes, I did."
Ji Mu admitted it outright, embodying the principle of taking responsibility for one's own actions.
The principal wasn't surprised. After a moment of thought, he continued, "Why did you hit her?"
Ji Mu coolly replied, "Because she was being a bitch.”
This answer made the headmaster raise an eyebrow in surprise.
After assessing the young man, he let out a light laugh. "I see."
He then shifted his gaze to the wealthy woman, the smile fading from his face.
"Why was your daughter such a bitch?"
The wealthy woman was taken aback.
After the short video ended, the office fell into a brief silence, with everyone wearing different expressions.
Chu Yashi felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and cold sweat ran down her back.
This was the scene from a few days ago when she had hired Crazy Bear to take revenge on the young man for the toilet brush incident. How could this be on Four Eyes' phone!
Ji Mu slowly put down his phone.
This video was given to him by one of the henchmen under the big guy.
Since the incident in the cafeteria where he bullied the young man, this punk had disappeared for a while, and no one knew where he had gone.
Without their leader, the henchmen were afraid of being targeted and beaten, so they proactively approached Ji Mu to offer the video as a way to ensure their safety.
"You're pretty vicious for someone so young."
After a few minutes of silence, the principal spoke slowly, breaking the awkwardness.
His tone was calm, and the authority he had accumulated in his position over the years subtly conveyed a sense of strength.
"Who's right and who's wrong here, I don't need to explain, do I?"
The noblewoman's face grew pale, and a heavy shadow fell over her eyebrows.
With the irrefutable evidence in front of her, any explanation would be useless.
But to admit her mistake and stoop so low was incredibly annoying.
She could tolerate the other nobles, but why should she admit defeat to a commoner? How could they deserve it?
"Principal."
The noblewoman took a deep breath, determined to make one last attempt.
"Regarding the cooperation between the Chu Corporation and your school, I believe..."
"I think you need to understand one thing."
The principal's voice cut through her words, firm and unyielding.
The headmaster, of course, could not fail to hear the underlying implications in her words.
He interrupted her coldly, his impatience evident in his tone.
"It was your husband who asked to cooperate with me. It just so happens that Yulan High School was willing to give him that opportunity."
He had no lack of money.
The most important thing was to improve the reputation of the school he was leading.
And Ji Mu was undoubtedly the most important piece of the puzzle.
Anyone who tried to undermine the school's reputation at this critical time, which would affect the exposure event in two months, would be seen as opposing him.
The director turned to meet the woman's gaze, his clear eyes flashing with a cold, threatening intent.
"There are other companies in Tianhua City that want to work with me, understand?"
The noblewoman's body trembled, a chill running through her entire being.
Under the intense pressure, she suddenly remembered what her husband had once mentioned about the director.
The principal's background was shrouded in mystery.
He was rumored to be from a prominent family in the province, someone to be treated with great respect and never provoked.
The Chu Corporation was only considered a middle-class noble family in Tianhua City, clearly not on the same level as the ancient, powerful families of the province.
Fearing that she might have provoked a formidable entity, the noblewoman forced herself to suppress her resentment and lower her proud head.
"I... understand."