Chapter 83

Whoosh!
A surge of murderous intent swept through the room, and the temperature plummeted in an instant.

If the kindergarten principal had merely looked down on Chu Tianhe, he might have endured it, let it go—after all, the woman had no idea of his true identity, and ignorance could be forgiven. But to scorn his daughter, to utter words like “born lowly, so she must accept her fate”—that was the final straw, the one thing that truly provoked the wrath of the dragon within him.

Had Chu Tianhe acted according to his old temperament, this principal would not have survived three seconds; she’d already be nothing more than a cold corpse. Yet, with Yaoyao in his arms, Chu Tianhe forced back the urge to kill.

“Take your tuition and get out!”

Still clueless about the danger, the principal sneered, picked up the eight thousand yuan from the table, and flung it away with a flick of her wrist. “A wretch from Fengshun Community wants to send his child to our kindergarten?”

“Pah! Do you even know who the children here are? Even the kids in the regular class are sons and daughters of doctors and lawyers, all from the elite circles of society. And those in the experimental class? Their backgrounds are even more impressive! Even the deputy captain of the City Patrol’s sub-squad sends his child here!”

“Does a child from a slum even deserve to study alongside these children?”

As the principal’s insults rang out and the scattered hundred-yuan bills lay on the floor, Chu Tianhe’s brows furrowed deeply, and a chilling light flashed in his eyes. With his daughter in his arms, he could not act—he didn’t want her to witness violence. All he could do was swallow his towering fury.

“My dad is not a wretch!”

The moment the principal finished, Yaoyao turned around, tears streaming down her cheeks, and shouted at the woman while crying, “My dad is a great hero, not a wretch! You’re an old witch! The ugliest old witch!”

“Look at that! What kind of upbringing is this?!”

“Old witch? Who are you calling an old witch?”

Though the principal was middle-aged and did her best to maintain her appearance, her skin had already begun to sag, and wrinkles were inevitable. At her age, nothing stung more than being called old. Yaoyao’s words struck her right at her sore spot. In her eyes, children like Yaoyao were the lowest of the low, the scum of society—how dared she hurl insults? She couldn’t bear it. In a rage, she stood and raised her hand, aiming a slap at Yaoyao’s face.

Bang!

At that instant, Chu Tianhe could hold back no longer. He turned and delivered a slap across the principal’s face.

The blow sent her staggering back two or three steps before she collapsed into her chair. In the blink of an eye, her right cheek was swollen and red.

“You… You dare hit me? You wretch from Fengshun, you dare hit me?!”

The principal’s eyes bulged with fury, her chest heaving. A nobody from Fengshun Community, gutter trash—how dared he slap her?

How dare he turn the world upside down!

“I not only dare to hit you, I dare to kill you. Do you believe me?”

Suppressing the urge to kill, Chu Tianhe gently wiped the tears from his daughter’s cheeks, then turned his murderous gaze upon the principal. A suffocating pressure filled the room.

If the principal were a martial artist, she would have been scared witless by now. But she wasn’t—she was just a headmistress, a common middle-aged woman, oblivious to murderous intent or oppressiveness. She screeched at the top of her lungs, “Go ahead! Kill me, let’s see you try!”

“You wretch—you’ve really lost your mind, threatening murder?”