The waiting area fell deathly silent.
Ma Hongjun stood frozen in place, the color draining from his round face layer by layer until he was as pale as if he had just been hauled out of an ice cellar.
His lips trembled, and it felt as though something had lodged firmly in his throat, leaving him unable to force out a single word. That fearless swagger from before had shattered into nothing beneath Su Mo's calm gaze.
Oscar stood beside him, his face even paler.
He wanted to say something, wanted to offer a word in the fat boy's defense, but after turning it over and over in his mind, he realized there was nothing he could defend.
Su Mo's words carried more weight than Principal Flender's line about "those who dare not cause trouble are mediocrities."
And they were reasoned and well-founded—far more convincing than anything Flender had said.
Su Mo looked at them as calmly as though he were looking at two stones.
"Your principal's words are simply a warped set of values, yet you actually take pride in them. No matter how gifted people like you are, I will not accept you." His voice remained flat. "Your qualifications for the entrance examination are revoked."
Su Mo had never wanted to teach Oscar and Ma Hongjun in the first place.
He had originally planned to eliminate Ma Hongjun and Oscar later on, but he had not expected them to hand him leverage of their own accord. Naturally, Su Mo was happy to oblige and eliminate them on the spot.
"I..."
Ma Hongjun opened his mouth, his face utterly bloodless.
He had never imagined that a single sentence would get his qualifications revoked by Su Mo outright!
And in front of such a huge crowd, too. It was simply