I Really Had to Go Hard on Your Son

Notting Academy.

Tang Hao's telepathic threat left Jiang Lan seething.

If he had no one backing him, that would be one thing. But he did.

You're just one lousy Haozi. Who the hell do you think you're talking to?

So what if you're Title Rank? You think you're the only one with someone at that level?

Why had he gone to such lengths to help his teacher reach Title Rank?

Wasn't it to prevent exactly this?

All Tang San had needed to do was kneel and kowtow three times, and the matter would have been settled.

Now it wasn't over.

"You dare threaten me? Then I really will go hard on your son today." A vicious glint flashed in Jiang Lan's eyes. He grabbed Tang San by the hair and slammed his head into the ground.

Bang!

Tang San's forehead struck the ground hard with a dull thud.

Specks of blood appeared on the ground, showing just how much force Jiang Lan had used.

"You! You've gone too far!" Tang San's head rang. Pain tore through his scalp and forehead, and his eyes turned bloodshot as he struggled violently.

But how could his strength compare to Jiang Lan's?

Expressionless, Jiang Lan gripped Tang San's head and slammed it into the ground again.

Bang!

Another dull thud rang out. The searing pain in Tang San's forehead nearly shattered his consciousness.

The Blue Silver Grass he had summoned vanished as well.

By then, Tang San's forehead had swollen high and turned purple-blue. Blood streamed from the mangled flesh.

"Stop!" Xiao Wu rushed forward in alarm, trying to stop Jiang Lan.

"Get lost!" Jiang Lan slapped Xiao Wu across her pretty face without mercy, knocking her to the ground.

Bang!

Jiang Lan seized Tang San's hair again and smashed his head into the