"Teacher Wang! Hurry up and kill all these little bastards!"
"I want to drink their blood myself!"
Zhou Yi's whole body had gone limp, but she gritted her teeth as though she meant to shatter them.
In a low voice, she glared viciously at everyone around her and beat the ground with both hands in a frenzy.
Wang Yan knew this shrew fairly well. There were only so many teachers in the Outer Court, and they were all busy teaching every day.
She was the only one Inner Court students used as a strength-testing dummy from time to time.
Every so often, he had to go to the Inner Court to fish her out. Either someone had knocked her into Sea God Lake, or someone had locked her in the arena.
This time, they had thrown her into Sea God Lake, then hauled her back out with her hands tied.
"Why is it you again, Zhou Yi?"
"You've caused trouble for me again."
Wang Yan rubbed his forehead helplessly. He had seen this sort of scene far too many times.
Every incident had something to do with Zhou Yi, and now her eyes were brimming with tears.
Her voice choked as she said, "Director Wang, you really can't blame me. It was those children! Those bastards did all this!"
Zhou Yi cried, years of pent-up grievance bursting its banks like a flood of tears.
She didn't know when it had started, but students had begun treating her like a tool for racking up points.
And now even first-year students who had only just arrived dared to make a joke of her. What would happen next?
Anger surged through Wang Yan.
"Enough!"
"There are so many teachers in the Outer Court. Why are you the one the students beat up every