Clang... Clang... Clang...
The resounding bell echoed through the small town. Cao Datou quickened his pace and blocked the entrance to the square.
Before long, a boy of fourteen or fifteen arrived in time with the bells. Seeing Cao Datou standing at the entrance with his hands behind his back, fear flashed across his face.
"Sha Shiyi, you're late again." Cao Datou stepped forward and bent down to look at the timid boy.
"Cao... Instructor Cao, there was... work at home... I had to help..." Sha Shiyi unconsciously backed away a few steps and spoke in a low voice.
"None of those are excuses!" Instructor Cao's face darkened, and his tone turned far sterner. "Do you remember how many times this makes?"
"The... third time." Sha Shiyi did not dare look at the man before him and answered meekly.
"Yes, the third time." Instructor Cao's tone suddenly softened. "Go home. You don't need to come anymore. Just stay home and help your family."
Hearing this, Sha Shiyi's face went deathly pale, and his lips trembled slightly. "Instructor Cao, please give me one more chance. I really won't make the same mistake again. Please believe me."
Instructor Cao's expression changed abruptly, all softness gone. He kicked the boy to the ground. "Get lost!"
Thud, thud, thud.
As the boy rolled across the ground, three figures approached from afar. The woman at the front lightly waved away the dust kicked up by his tumble, disdain showing in her expression. "Instructor Cao, what is going on?"
"Miss Yuan, this fellow simply doesn't know how to cherish what he has. The Yuan Family gave him a chance to practice Martial Arts, yet he constantly made excuses for being late. His attitude was atrocious. I couldn't stand it any longer, so I gave him a