Yet the moment the utterly ordinary wooden door opened, a musty smell wafted out of the cabin, and a rat even scurried out in a panic.
Zhu Zhuqing immediately caught hold of Xiao Wu and Tang San.
She said to Flender, "Dean, the three of us have already bought our daily necessities. Leave the school's supplies for the students who come after us!"
Flender immediately shut the door in embarrassment.
Just then, a booming voice rang out from afar, and everyone turned to look in its direction.
Zhu Zhuqing saw a middle-aged man in his fifties approaching from a distance.
He had an ordinary face, an extremely solid build, and short black hair. He was rather short but looked exceptionally burly.
His arms had exaggeratedly large muscles. Black patterns were tattooed on his right arm, and colorful designs covered his chest and abdomen. An enormous metal pauldron protected his left shoulder, hemp rope was wrapped around his left wrist, and he wore metal battle boots.
He looked every bit the dependable older man.
At the moment, a trace of anger lingered on his face, as though someone had infuriated him.
He spoke bluntly to Flender, who was shutting the door, making no effort to avoid the subject despite the new students standing nearby. He even gave everyone a friendly wave.
"Flender, I can't discipline that brat Dai Mubai anymore. He's too damn stubborn! I only slapped him twice, and the brat actually tried to fight me. That pissed me off so much I knocked him out with another two slaps. What rotten fucking luck!"
Ning Rongrong approached with quick little steps and greeted the middle-aged man cheerfully. "Hello, Teacher Zhao."
She had heard everything Zhao Wuji had just said. Dai Mubai had received a thorough beating, and Ning Rongrong was