“Can you handle my son’s fight now?” Jun Shiyan asked politely as he looked at the director again.
The director was so scared that his legs were trembling. Even commoners would have heard of the Third Master’s famous name. He had not expected to see the Third Master in his lifetime. “Yes, we can do it immediately. I’ll get someone to send the footage over.”
“There’s no need for that. It’s our fault. My son and wife were in the wrong. Third Master, please forgive us!” District Mayor Xie endured the pain of his broken knee and apologized hurriedly. “Third Master, I’m sorry. It’s all our fault. Please let us off this time. I have elders and children to take care of. Please.”
Xie Junhao’s mother’s face was ashen as she watched her husband apologize and plead like a sorry *ss. Her heart sank. Oh no, their lives were over. They had offended someone they shouldn’t have.
“What are you waiting for? You prodigal woman! Hurry up and beg the Third Master!” District Mayor Xie cursed. “Third Master, she’s just a housewife who doesn’t know anything. Please let us go, Third Master. We deserve to die, but we’ll make amends and pay the price.”
“Third Master, it’s all my fault. It’s all my fault. I’m just a clueless housewife. I only did something wrong because I was anxious when I heard about my son’s accident.” Xie Junhao’s mother was so scared that her whole body was trembling, but she still tried to defend herself.
“Really? You’re a mother. So my wife can’t be anxious, but you can? Does being anxious give you the right to criticize my wife and frame my son?” Jun Shiyan was very reasonable. “When the director brings the video over, we’ll know what happened. I wouldn’t frame a good person or let a bad person off.”
Ling Sheng looked at the gentle and elegant man and could not help but smile, her heart warming up.
She had initially wanted to ask her father to find someone, but she had not expected to see the Third Master.
Xiaoqi’s eyes sparkled with admiration. He took a look at him before looking away shyly. Uncle Jun was a hero, just like the father he had imagined having. However, would Uncle Jun like him?
The two form teachers who had followed them over finally felt like they had vented their anger. This kind of arrogant scumbag who bullied others actually feared someone. Fantastic!
Soon, they had the video. The director started playing the video on his phone, and the volume was raised to the maximum. Xie Junhao had stopped Xiaoqi while he’d been going downstairs.
Ling Sheng could not imagine what kind of upbringing would result in raising such a child. She did not know how many vulgar words Xiaoqi had heard at kindergarten.
“Take back your words. I’m not a b*stard, and my mommy is not fooling around with anyone. Get out of the way.” Xiaoqi had clenched his fists and looked at his classmate coldly, trying to control himself.
“You’re a b*stard. A b*stard without a father. I’ll keep saying so!” Upon seeing Xiaoqi ignore him, Xie Junhao had suddenly tugged at him and punched him.
At that moment, Xiaoqi’s training with Huo Ci had finally come in handy. Like an angered beast, he had retaliated with red eyes. His punches had been clean and fast, although he was half a head shorter than Xie Junhao. He had beaten Xie Junhao until he was howling in pain.