"Old geezer!"
Su Xin suddenly stood up, grabbed Principal Wang's neck, and forcefully pulled him forward across the wide desk, bringing his upper half over, staring directly into his eyes with an intense murderous aura emanating from his gaze.
"I called you Principal Wang out of courtesy. Don't mistake my politeness for fear."
"You think you're so well-connected and powerful, right? Well, just you wait. No matter what trouble I encounter, I'll hold you accountable. I'll exact revenge on you and your family for everything."
"You make me lose a finger, I'll take a hand from you. You ruin my life, then I'll let you taste the fall from grace. You cripple me, I'll wipe out your whole family!"
While speaking.
Su Xin's right hand fingers dug harder, yearning to pierce the soft flesh of the neck.
Wang Yaowei was so suffocated his face turned beetroot red, veins bulging, both stubby hands repeatedly trying to slap away Su Xin's right hand, unable to utter a single word.
