The Unknown God of War

Chapter 668 Who Bears the Responsibility?

Sun Zhao was furious. As one of the directors of the school, he was addicted to wealth and power. Earlier, he had persuaded a new secretary to make out with him. Before he could fully enjoy the experience, Chu Feng and the others had interrupted him.

“Let me explain, Mr. Sun…” Feng Ling was flustered when she saw her superior getting angry at her.

“Shut up and get lost!” Sun Zhao slammed the table and yelled at Feng Ling. “It’s ridiculous to think that a teacher like you doesn’t know basic courtesy! How can I expect you to educate your students? You are suspended from your duties for one month. You can also say goodbye to your awards at the end of the year.”

Feng Ling’s face turned pale. “Mr… Mr. Sun, I…”

“Get the f*ck out!” Sun Zhao yelled and threw a book at her.

Bang!

Chu Feng took a step forward and punched the book away. “You’re the one who should get the f*ck out,” he said coldly.

“As a director, who are you to have an immoral affair in your office? You are in no position to criticize others.”

Yang Jingyu also said coldly, “You’re only a director of a high school. What makes you think you can be rude to the Dragon Lord?”

Feng Ling, Chen Yuanyuan, Sun Zhao, and the secretary were all shocked.

Feng Ling had been a teacher at Yuhua High School for ten years. It was the first time she had seen someone criticize Sun Zhao directly.

Not only was he on the board of directors, but it was also rumored that he had relatives who were politicians. His brother-in-law was a superintendent in the Yenching Police Force.

Sun Zhao was trembling with anger. It was the first time someone had criticized him.

He was wary that Chu Feng might be secretly recording their interaction, and it would be bad for his reputation if word got out, so he decided not to throw a tantrum.

“You are excused,” he said to the secretary. After that, he closed the door, sat down behind his desk, and pretended to tidy his table.

“What do you want?”

Chu Feng sat down in front of him. Before he could speak, Chen Yuanyuan said, “Good afternoon, Mr. Sun. I am Chen Yuanyuan, and I graduated from this school last year. I found out that someone stole my academic records and used my standard exam results to enroll in Yenching University while my records were erased. Today, we would like to restore my records and find out who is behind this.”

Sun Zhao’s eyes widened reflexively, though he remained impassive. “Oh, that happened? This sounds really bad. It concerns the reputation of Yuhua High School, and we will treat this seriously.” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

He shot a glance at Feng Ling and said coldly, “Mdm. Feng, you are Yuanyuan’s homeroom teacher.

Why didn’t you report this immediately? I have to warn you that you are responsible for any damage to the school’s reputation that stems from this scandal!”

The implication of those words was that he would not hesitate to make Feng Ling a scapegoat.