"Slap, slap, slap..."
Xu Wenzhao felt as if one silent slap after another were striking his face.
All the gazes around him were filled with schadenfreude.
His face flushed scarlet, and every hair on his body felt as if it were about to catch fire.
His entire scalp felt as if it were about to be torn off, and his whole heart was about to explode.
He could not stay another moment. He turned and left at once.
"Young Master Shen, just you wait. Just you wait."
"From this day on, between you and me, only one of us lives!"
The dozen or so students present looked at Young Master Shen with eyes filled with admiration.
Amazing. He had actually made that tyrant Xu Wenzhao apologize? And at that moment, the Earl suddenly said, "Young Master Shen, stretch out your hand."
Young Master Shen said timidly, "Father-in-Law, why?"
"Stretch it out," the Earl said.
Young Master Shen held out his palm.
The Earl picked up the ruler and struck Young Master Shen's palm once.
He was getting hit even after winning?! Though it did not hurt at all.
"Guard against arrogance and rashness, lest you become too pleased with yourself!" the Earl lectured.
You old stick-in-the-mud, you rotten pedantic old man.
"Yes, Father-in-Law," Young Master Shen said, his face perfectly obedient.
This was the classic case of smiling on the face while cursing mmp in the heart.
Of course he knew that Father-in-Law meant well, so the students present would not feel jealous.
Moreover, the Earl truly could not bear the sight of Young Master Shen looking so smug; for some reason, he always wanted to discipline him a little.
Sigh! Father-in-law and son-in-law were natural enemies after all!
Even though, in his heart, the Earl did like this