Chapter 23.2 : Truly Worthy of Being Father and Son — Go Eat Prison Food Together! (Part 2)
"…Th-this… what is going on…!?"
The entire principal's office fell into dead silence.
Principal Lin, the Zhang father and son, and Wu Detong all stared at Tang Qingmo in shock.
Zhang Teng was the first to snap back to his senses—and what he felt was sheer disbelief!
How was this possible!?
The two men he had brought with him were martial artists!
Even though they were only at First Rank, they had already broken through!
In a school filled with rich second-generation kids, it was absolutely impossible for there to be a student capable of defeating a martial artist!
Could it be that Tang Qingmo was also a martial artist?
But that couldn't be right!
Principal Lin was equally stunned.
Tang Qingmo had actually defeated martial artists—two of them!
Then how had he allowed Zhang Ling to bully him before!?
Even Zhang Ling himself couldn't understand it!
He had bullied Tang Qingmo for more than two months, yet the other party had never fought back or talked back even once!
How had he suddenly become this terrifying!?
If he had known things would turn out like this, even if Tang Xianxi had offered him far greater benefits, he would never have dared to provoke Tang Qingmo!
The moment Zhang Teng saw the two martial artists fall, he immediately fled toward the door.
Tang Qingmo rushed up behind him and kicked him hard, sending him crashing face-down onto the floor, limbs splayed out!
"Dad!!"
Zhang Ling stared in horror as Tang Qingmo stepped on his father's back, grinding deep wrinkles into his expensive suit.
Tang Qingmo flipped Zhang Teng over and slammed a fist straight into his face.
"Ah!"
"Trying to run? President Zhang, aside from being a deadbeat and a fugitive, you've now added attempted assault to your list. How could I possibly let you escape?"
Another punch landed on the other side of his face, producing heavy thump sounds!
"N-no… don't… Young Master Tang, please spare me!"
Zhang Teng no longer had a trace of his earlier arrogance. His hair was disheveled, his face swollen and red, his expression terrified and miserable as he begged mercy from someone younger than him!
"President Zhang, didn't you say you were giving me a choice? Why are you so pathetic now?"
Tang Qingmo mockingly patted Zhang Teng's swollen cheek, then drove another punch into it.
"Ah! I'm sorry, Young Master Tang… I shouldn't have treated you like that just now…"
"But you already did."
Tang Qingmo smiled gently. "For the sake of a beautiful and harmonious society, you should go to prison."
He stood up smiling, dialed the police, and casually stomped down on Zhang Teng's abdomen.
"Ughhh!!"
Zhang Teng doubled over in agony, feeling as though the bile in his stomach was about to come up.
Zhang Ling and Wu Detong had long since collapsed to their knees, trembling in terror from head to toe.
Wu Detong aside, Zhang Ling himself was drowning in regret.
Why had things turned out like this?
Was it because he listened to Tang Xianxi and provoked Tang Qingmo?
If he hadn't done that from the beginning…
At this moment, Principal Lin couldn't help but step forward and ask,
"Student Tang, are you a martial artist?"
"Principal Lin, I'm not a martial artist yet," Tang Qingmo replied with a smile.
"Oh… I see…"
Not yet—meaning he would become one in the future!
Principal Lin was filled with admiration and respect for Tang Qingmo.
Not only had he boldly exposed Zhang Ling and Wu Detong's bullying, but even when threatened by Zhang Teng, he had countered him after uncovering his secrets—and even defeated the two martial artists Zhang Teng brought along…
He truly had no idea that the Tang family's real young master possessed such abilities!
Fortunately, he hadn't offended him earlier!
But suddenly, a sharp scream came from outside the door.
"Ahh!! Qingmo, what are you doing!?"
They turned to see Bai Hualian, Tang Xuerong, and Tang Xianxi arriving at the scene…