When Liu Weijiang took out a delicate Butterfly Knife from the car parked downstairs, he felt for the first time that this knife, which he often toyed with casually to show off, was surprisingly heavy.

So heavy that he could hardly hold it steady. Not just in his hand, but his heart felt equally weighed down.

However, he had already spoken, the decision was made, and now he could only brace himself as he returned to the school building.

When a slightly hesitant sound of footsteps came from the doorway, Chu Ge raised the corners of his mouth and glanced at Qi Shuheng.

"Which hand did you use just now when you were going through the student's things?"

Qi Shuheng frowned, looking at Chu Ge with disgust and confusion, but he didn't respond to the question.

"Then, I'll take it as you used both hands."

As Chu Ge said this, Liu Weijiang also walked into the guidance office. Clenching his teeth, he took out the Butterfly Knife from his trouser pocket, with a heart full of anxiety, finally passing the knife over to Chu Ge.

"Bang!"

As Chu Ge took the Butterfly Knife, he suddenly used his other hand to unexpectedly grab Qi Shuheng's wrist and slam one of his hands onto the desk.

Before Qi Shuheng could see what Liu Weijiang had handed over to Chu Ge, he felt a sharp pain in his palm, followed by a swoosh sound near his ear.

"Uncle, don't!"

With Shu Lulu's terrified scream, Chu Ge flicked his hand, and the Butterfly Knife unfolded in mid-air.

Hand rises!

Knife falls!

Seeing the bright silver flash descending, both Liu Weijiang and Qi Shuyuan felt their vision go black, their legs weakening, as if their hearts dropped to the floor along with the knife blade.

"Swish!"

Just barely missing Qi Shuheng's finger, the Butterfly Knife stabbed into the desk, its body fully embedded, leaving only the handle vibrating visibly.

"Teacher, I want to ask you, who gave you the right to go through a student's belongings?"

Chu Ge's face remained calm, his voice showed no sign of anger, but when it reached the ears of brothers Qi Shuyuan and Qi Shuheng, a chill ran through them from head to toe.

Slowly removing the Butterfly Knife from the desk surface, he raised his hand for another stab!

"You are the teacher, and Lulu and they are students, but does that mean students have no right to privacy?"

The gleaming blade fell heavily once more, piercing the desk between Qi Shuheng's fingers.

Eyes fixed on Qi Shuheng's face, pale with fear, Chu Ge pulled the knife out again.

"Just because someone else's wallet ended up in Lulu's bag, are you sure it was Lulu who stole it? Couldn't someone have framed our Lulu?"

Hand raises again, knife falls again!

Apparently, Chu Ge didn't expect Qi Shuheng to answer, but continued to pose questions, repeating the motion of lifting and dropping the knife.

"Let me tell you, in this world, there's no such thing as a student who can't be taught, only irresponsible teachers. What kind of educators are you, slandering a child like this?"

"A virtuous teacher, a model figure, do you think you deserve these eight words?"

"You have self-respect, don't students?"

"If I hadn't come today, Lulu would be expelled for a fabricated crime, unable to even attend the college entrance examination. Would you be happy then?"

Chu Ge's speech quickened, his eyes became sharper, and the Butterfly Knife flickered faster in his hand, each slash quicker than the last!

Who knows how many questions were asked, but after a cold question of "For what reason?" from Chu Ge, he finally stopped his actions and released Qi Shuheng's wrist.

With a thud, Qi Shuheng fell onto the floor, his clothes soaked with cold sweat, looking like he had just been pulled from water.

The glasses once perched on his nose clattered to the floor, but he didn't reach to pick them up.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, he was simply too terrified, his whole body felt limp, even moving a finger was an immense effort.

For Qi Shuheng, at this moment, the only thing still throbbing violently was his wildly beating heart, as if it could leap out of his throat at any moment.

"Whoosh!"

The Butterfly Knife, originally stuck in the desk, flew out once more, streaking a silvery arc through the air, and landed between the fingers of Qi Shuheng's other hand.

"Engineers of the human soul? With people like you? Haha... do you even qualify?"

"Director Qi, there are things I won't say out loud, but I hope you understand them clearly, don't think you can just brush this aside."

Casting aside the Butterfly Knife, Chu Ge sneered at Qi Shuyuan once more, went to the sofa, took Shu Lulu's small hand, and gently raised her up from the couch.

"Lulu, let's go. If they can't prove your innocence, I will."

He glanced at the gleaming Butterfly Knife on the floor, then at the knife marks on the desk, and finally turned his gaze to Chu Ge's back. Liu Weijiang swallowed hard, gulping down his shock, leaving the knife untouched, and hurriedly followed out with a heart full of astonishment.

If Liu Weijiang had feared Chu Ge because of He Junming in the past, at this moment, he truly felt Chu Ge's terrifying presence.

For the first time, Liu Weijiang genuinely realized that even if Chu Ge had no connection with He Junming, he was still someone he was destined not to provoke.

Just now, Liu Weijiang sensed an overwhelmingly powerful aura emanating from Chu Ge. Under the pressure of this formidable aura, he felt as though an invisible hand was choking him, leaving him too tense to breathe properly.

Aside from this intangible yet palpable aura, there were also things visible to Liu Weijiang's eyes.

That is, the four knife marks left on the desk in the office.

Yes, despite not remembering exactly how many strikes Chu Ge made, there were only four knife marks on the desk, not even one extra.

This means that throughout Chu Ge's rapid strikes, not a single cut deviated in the slightest!

This was simply unbelievable.

Yet, this was not the most shocking part for Liu Weijiang. What made his scalp tingle was that during Chu Ge's continuous strikes, his gaze was locked onto Qi Shuheng's pale face like a hawk.

This means that Chu Ge... didn't look at the knife, or Qi Shuheng's hand, not even once.

Based on this skill alone, Liu Weijiang was convinced, wholeheartedly and admirably, because this wasn't just a matter of craftsmanship.

To achieve this, there were only two possible explanations.

Either Chu Ge had an exceedingly strong psychological fortitude, with absolute confidence in not fumbling.

Or Chu Ge simply didn't care if his knife would pierce Qi Shuheng's hand brutally with a strike.

Dragging somewhat weak legs, Liu Weijiang tightly followed behind Chu Ge. Now he finally understood why even someone like the Crown Prince, He Junming, eagerly wanted to be Chu Ge's underling.

For someone he had known for a short time, only sharing a few bus rides, like Shu Lulu, Chu Ge dared to pull off such an explosive act even with injuries. Such a man indeed possessed unrivaled charisma, truly worthy of being followed!

If one could gain Chu Ge's approval, what an honor it would be!

If one could go further and become Chu Ge's friend, what a happiness it would be!

Thinking about it, Liu Weijiang unconsciously felt a surge of blood passion!

Arriving at the door of Class 5, Grade 3, this time, Chu Ge didn't knock but pushed the door open with a "bang".

"Who is Li Xin?"

Under Chu Ge's gaze, no one responded. Pairs of eyes looked back at him oddly, and some students wore amused expressions, as if considering him an idiot.

"Thud!"

Following closely, Liu Weijiang, too deep in thought, accidentally bumped into Chu Ge.

"Sorry, sorry, Big Brother."

Liu Weijiang snapped back to reality, instinctively bowing his head to apologize.

This time, with Liu Weijiang's figure appearing at the door, the previously noisy classroom quieted down because the homeroom teacher was absent.

Those who previously mocked, instinctively swallowed hard, their smiles frozen instantly, followed by all students wearing dumbfounded expressions, as their gazes at Chu Ge became even stranger.

They didn't know Chu Ge, but no one was unfamiliar with the famous "Big Jiang".

After all, Liu Weijiang was a frequent visitor at Third High, having been with five or six girls from this school, including one from this class, the girl named Li Xin that Chu Ge just asked about.

Under numerous odd glances, Liu Weijiang stood behind Chu Ge, scanning the classroom.

"Big Brother, Li Xin isn't here."

"You know her?"

"Yeah, I slept with her."

Chu Ge nodded, "Alright, call her back. Lulu, you go back and sit. I'll wait here for the girl named Li Xin to return."

Liu Weijiang was about to make a call when he suddenly realized Chu Ge was still standing there, and hurried into the classroom, personally bringing a chair from the back row.

Even though the chair was quite clean, Liu Weijiang first wiped it with his clothes worth thousands, before carrying it out.

If it were before today, he might have realized this, but would never have personally done such a thing in front of a whole classroom of students, at most ordering a student to fetch a chair for Chu Ge, and certainly wouldn't use his clothes to clean the dust off the chair for him.

But at this moment, he not only did it but did it willingly.

"Big Brother, please sit."

Placing the chair behind Chu Ge, Liu Weijiang said respectfully.

The full room of students was even more dumbfounded.

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