Lu Zhuxiao felt a burst of joy in his heart; it seemed the principal was on the same page with him!
[Understood!]
[Good that you understand, I have to go; talk later.]
[Principal, you go ahead!]
After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhuxiao pondered silently which little rascal went to the principal to report him.
"Isn't it that they want me to teach? If I catch them, they won't hear the end of it..."
...
Evening at the Huayun Prefecture household.
After dinner, Meng Chuan was digesting food while reviewing [Cyan Nether Dragon-locking Skill] and listening to his uncle and aunt's chatter.
The more demonic clouds loomed, the more he cherished the rare warmth of family.
Who knew when this peace might be shattered by chaos.
Meng Yongzhi was holding a walnut in each hand, silently playing with them.
He was scared to be scolded by his wife, and since Meng Chuan was reading, he was just fiddling around like this.
Upon seeing a local news flash on his phone, he asked: