Chu Luo and Old Gao had just walked out of the office when the dean led a few girls over.
The makeup on the girls' faces had been ruined by their tears and snot, and they were even grimacing in pain. It was extremely comical.
They complained to the dean as they walked.
"Dean Lu, we were beaten up by Chu Luo. Look at my arm, it's still so painful that I can't lift it up. Ouch… Ouch… You must punish her severely."
"My legs, too. I still can't walk. I might become a cripple. Boohoo…"
…
The dean's face darkened and he didn't reply. He knew very well what these girls were like at school, but their family backgrounds weren't bad. In this kind of private school, as long as they didn't cause too much trouble, he usually turned a blind eye.
Since they came to him and complained, he couldn't sit back and do nothing. He said, "Which class is Chu Luo from?"
