When Song Ciwan refused to pay the gift for Jiao Zuo, Mr. Gao's expression changed in an instant.
The tentacles in his left eye socket suddenly shot out, reaching Song Ciwan in an instant. Mr. Gao shrieked, "Why? Don't you claim to be righteous? You saved this donkey and insisted I take it as a student. Shouldn't you bear responsibility for everything concerning it?"
"Now I'm only asking you to pay its gift, and you refuse! On what grounds? Speak! Go on, say it! You're just a hypocrite, aren't you?"
Mr. Gao shrieked, the tentacles writhing and stirring up a putrid stench. They nearly pressed against Song Ciwan's face.
He repeatedly screeched, "Speak! Go on, say it! Aren't you? Aren't you! AREN'T YOU..."
Each "AREN'T YOU" echoed endlessly, like a colossal wave in a clear sky, howling and roaring as it crashed down with deafening force.
