?27: 027: The reward I want is beyond what the teacher can afford.

    27: 027: The reward I want is beyond what the teacher can afford.

    After seeing off Lin Xuexian, Tang Feng walked towards his own classroom.

    Along the way, he was stopped by a dozen or so people.

    “Kid, we’ve finally caught you.” One of them was the boy who had jumped out before, looking decent enough, but now his expression seemed set on devouring Tang Feng alive, which was quite repulsive.

    “What do you want?” Tang Feng didn’t take them seriously and had initially intended to walk away, but then a wicked smile crossed his lips as something occurred to him.

    “Break this brat’s hands for me, and let’s see if he can still be so arrogant later!” With that command, several students charged at Tang Feng.

    Their movements were practiced, clearly no strangers to this kind of deed.

    Naturally, Tang Feng saw no reason to show mercy.

    With a slight motion, he made his move.

    Tang Feng danced like a shadow, striking ruthlessly.

    With each blow he dealt, someone would fall.

    These students were just blindly fighting; there was no way they could withstand Tang Feng’s techniques.

    In less than two minutes, all of them were down on the ground.

    One by one, their joints dislocated, they collapsed, crying out in powerlessness.

    “Don’t come any closer, if you dare touch me, you’ll pay a harsh price.” The three remaining young men were pale with fear.

    “Weren’t you all bluster just now?

    How come you’ve gone soft all of a sudden?” Tang Feng’s contemptuous gaze drove them crazy.

    They gritted their teeth in rage but were powerless, born privileged, they certainly did not want to experience the pain of broken bones.

    “Kid, he who comes to us for help must do so humbly.”

    Tang Feng burst out laughing in irritation, “Only you guys are allowed to attack and not to be humble, but I have to spare you when I fight back?”

    “Tell me, what will it take for you to let us go?” The three weren’t fools; they knew Tang Feng was willing to negotiate since he was talking with them.

    “I’m not against letting you go, but make it worth my while.” Tang Feng took two steps forward, and the three of them fell to the ground in fright.

    “I’ll give you money, just don’t hurt me,” one of them said, taking out his wallet and pulling out a stack of bills.

    “Uh, I—I’ll give too,” the other two hastily said, taking out their money as well.

    Satisfied with how cooperative they were, Tang Feng unapologetically took the money.

    “You should know what to do next time you see me, right?”

    “Understood, we’ll walk away.”

    “Right, bro, we’re good now, yeah?”

    The three had completely lost their spirit, realizing that there was little they could do when faced with such a ruthless opponent.

    Tang Feng said nothing more and turned to leave, as the three sighed in relief.

    Suddenly, Tang Feng stopped and turned around, startling them once again.

    “Don’t let me see you bullying anyone again; otherwise, they will be your role models,” he said before finally departing.

    Damn it, we must have bad luck for eight lifetimes to run into someone this ruthless.

    No way, we, the Third Young Master, have never suffered this way.

    If the school can’t handle him, there must be a way to do so outside.

    Are you sure you’ve thought this through?

    If you can’t handle him, can you afford the consequences?

    The three fell silent, contemplating whether to take the risk.

    It’s worth the gamble!

    If we want to survive in school, we have to deal with that kid no matter what.

    Worst comes to worst, just call more people; he’s just one person.

    No one can handle many against one.

    The three then took out their phones to cry to their fathers.

    Businessmen and celebrities of status and influence are naturally very protective of their own.

    The moment they heard their sons were bullied, they wouldn’t stand for it.

    A new crisis loomed, yet at that moment, Tang Feng was casually strolling into the classroom.

    “Stop right there!”

    What time is it now?

    With just over half a year left until the college entrance exam, the students might not feel the urgency, but the teachers do.

    As the class teacher, He Menglin truly felt it was like hating iron for not becoming steel.

    She understood Tang Feng as a student and felt sympathy for him, but what infuriated her was that a man like him was indulging in self-destruction every day, completely insulting the title of a man.

    So she couldn’t stand it.

    This kid wouldn’t come when he didn’t feel like it, asking for leave whenever he wanted, and now that he was here, he thought he could be late whenever he wanted, setting a terrible example for the other students.

    Even the naughtiest boys in class weren’t as out of line as he was.

    To He Menglin, this was disrespectful towards her as a teacher, and she had reason and necessity to mete out some punishment.

    The classmates were all looking on with interest, as Tang Feng had been behaving quite differently these past two days, and they were curious to see how he would handle this situation.

    Tang Feng walked in unhurriedly, heading straight towards the podium where He Menglin stood.

    “What are you doing?” For some reason, she felt somewhat afraid.

    Tang Feng approached He Menglin and whispered, “Teacher, did you not realize your button has come undone?”

    What!

    He Menglin looked down and her face flushed with embarrassment.

    No wonder all the men in the class had perked up as soon as she walked in—she had made a fool of herself.

    She composed herself, refastened the button, and then looked at Tang Feng, ready to say a few words.

    “Today, Teacher, you’re particularly, uh, sensuous.

    Look at the bottom left corner of your skirt,” Tang Feng whispered again.

    He Menglin was shocked.

    Looking down, she saw the slit in her skirt had torn almost to the top, and her composure was utterly shattered, especially when the red lining was clearly visible.

    She just wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

    “Come with me, stand by my side to cover me,” He Menglin commanded before throwing out a directive for the students to study on their own and then promptly left the classroom.

    “What’s up with the homeroom teacher?”

    “Seeing her red-faced and bashful look, could it be related to that kid Tang Feng?”

    “It’s highly likely.

    Ah, what a shame—if only her button was a bit lower.”

    A few of the mischievous boys started chatting like gossipy women.

    In the hallway, He Menglin suddenly stopped.

    She looked at Tang Feng intensely and said with a sneer, “Was this your doing?”

    “If it had been me, I definitely wouldn’t have stopped at just half.” Tang Feng laughed.

    He Menglin’s face turned crimson in an instant.

    “Tang Feng, I didn’t expect this from you.

    You’ve truly disappointed me.”

    “Mr.

    He, with an attractive woman, a man’s thoughts are all the same, regardless of age or distance,” Tang Feng chuckled.

    “No wonder your grades are so poor, your thoughts are filthy to such a degree.

    I’ll make sure to discuss this thoroughly with your aunt,” He Menglin retorted angrily.

    “My aunt left.”

    “You—.”

    He Menglin was really at a loss, “Tang Feng, your aunt has done so much for you.

    Can’t you make an effort, study hard, and get into a university to make her happy?”

    “Thank you for your concern, Mr.

    He, but I’m certain I’ll get into a university.”

    “Who has the spare time to care about you?

    With your grades, I only have two words to say, ‘daydreaming,''” He Menglin said.

    “Mr.

    He, how does the poem go?

    Oh yes, ‘How can a sparrow understand the ambitions of a swan?''”

    “Fine, if you do get in, I’ll reward you on behalf of your aunt,” He Menglin finally noticed something different about Tang Feng.

    In the past, she might have exchanged a few casual words with him, but now she was constantly on the back foot, struggling to keep up with the pace of this boy.

    His eyes lighting up, Tang Feng said, “Oh?

    I wonder how Mr.

    He would reward me?” His gaze swept over her from head to toe, lingering longest on the slit.

    “Tang Feng, don’t even think about that kind of thing,” He Menglin felt his invasive gaze and quickly put her hand over the spot, though her heartbeat accelerated against her will.

    “Teacher, you are a teacher indeed.

    I haven’t said a word and you’re already there.

    As you thought, I am only interested in that kind of reward.

    Of course, what I want is probably too much for you to give.

    Ha-ha, someone’s coming.

    You should probably head back to your dorm, otherwise, people might think I’m bullying you,” Tang Feng said before turning around to leave.

    Watching his back, He Menglin gritted her teeth in anger.

    As a Chinese teacher, she couldn’t believe she was being outmaneuvered at every turn.

    She refused to accept this.

    “You little rascal, just you wait.

    How dare you sneak around and take advantage of me,” He Menglin stamped her foot, turning toward the dormitory.

    “Mr.

    He, please wait a moment, I have something to discuss with you,” a male teacher called out.