Just as Su Jin was about to type out her protest, she heard a cold voice.
"What exactly did my child do? Do you, the principal, really need to have the police arrest her? Tell me."
As this extremely cold but charming voice boomed, a tall figure with extraordinary temperament appeared near the podium. This person was like a god who had descended from the heavens.
He was also like a demon god who had cultivated for thousands of years, bearing a wicked appearance.
His aura was supernatural, making people fear him. Just by standing still without any facial expression, he could topple all living beings.
When the principal saw who it was, he looked at Su Jin in horror.
Despite his shaking legs, the principal ran over, bowed and greeted the visitor subserviently.
"Hello, Boss Xi."
"How are you today? What made a busy person like yourself come all the way here? Your presence is a great honor to our institution."
