"And the school will convert those school credits into equivalent wealth, resources, or even money, and issue them to student Zuo Xiaoduo."
Wen Xingtian said it all in one breath. "As for everything else, anything student Zuo Xiaoduo finds inconvenient to handle or lacks the channels to deal with, we at Hidden Dragon High Martial will take care of it all. In short, we certainly won't let him lose out."
"As for some of the higher-grade items, the school plans to hold an auction... then they'll go to the highest bidders..."
"For anything else, whatever unexpected items there might be, we'll follow this same plan..."
"I proposed this plan, and I persuaded Principal Ye. Now we've all reached a consensus..."
Wen Xingtian spoke with easy assurance, every word emphatic.
That line in particular, "I persuaded Principal Ye," truly gave everyone's imagination free rein.
A meatball lodged in Ye Changqing's throat on the spot.
Ye Changqing, who had intended to turn his grief and indignation into an appetite, once again glared fixedly at Wen Xingtian with wide eyes.
The way you're putting it, it sounds as though I've done something utterly heinous!
May I ask whether you've finished splashing dirty water on me?
Wen Xingtian apologetically indicated that yes, he had finished.
Principal, whatever you'd like to say, you can say to your heart's content now.
As long as you have what it takes to splash that dirty water back on me, I absolutely won't object.
Ye Changqing indicated that his heart was weary.
You've already taken things this far and nailed me firmly to the pillar of shame. How am I supposed to splash that dirty water back?
Don't you know spilled water can't be gathered up again? More splashing will only make me dirtier!
*Wen Xingtian, I'll remember this.