My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 74 Fu Rui

Moreover, upon calming down and thinking about it carefully, this can hardly be considered venting one's anger.

After all, he's the school principal, and his move just now was unfathomable, proving his profound knowledge and skills.

He truly has real skills.

Entrusting one's son to such a monster for instruction might not necessarily be a bad thing.

"cough----"

Tang Hao silently put away the Clear Sky Hammer, patted the dirt off his body, and stood up from the pit.

"Ahem—Force is ultimately the act of a brute. It cannot solve the fundamental problems of education."

Tang Hao blushed slightly, then naturally changed the subject, walking back to Su Yun, his tone becoming more peaceful than ever before.

"I think that since we're all thinking about the future of the mistress, we, as elders and teachers, should sit down and calmly discuss the reasons."

The two returned to the study in the main house.

Su Yun sat back down at his desk with an air of nonchalance.

Tang Hao stood awkwardly in front of the table.

He tried to put on his elder's airs again, but when he thought about what had just happened, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He rubbed his hands together somewhat awkwardly, his tone even carrying a hint of restraint.

"Ahem—Principal Su, since everyone's talking about mistresses, I think we should get back to the main topic—"

"Back to the main topic? That's perfect, let's have a proper discussion about education now!"

Su Yun snorted coldly, instantly switching into homeroom teacher mode, slamming his hand on the table, and pointing at Tang Hao as he launched into a frenzied attack.

"You have a son and then neglect him! When he encounters problems, you don't step in to guide him, but the moment something goes wrong, you rush out to pressure the teacher! Is this education? This is orphan-style laissez-faire parenting!"

Su Yun pounded on the table in anguish, each word piercing the heart.

"Parents are a child's best teachers! You neglect him today, and when things go wrong, all you do is shirk responsibility—"

"Have you ever thought about what will happen when he grows up and has children of his own? What if he follows his example and neglects his own children? Can you bear that responsibility?!"

Quiet.

The study was deathly quiet.

Even the mighty Haotian Douluo was somewhat bewildered at this moment.

He was already in the wrong, and Su Yun's aura as a homeroom teacher was just too strong.

It was so powerful that it amplified the sense of guilt Tang Hao felt towards his son deep in his heart.

Tang Hao's tall and robust body had unknowingly become somewhat hunched over.

He instinctively pressed his hands against the seams of his pants, his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

"I—I didn't abandon him—"

"You're not just going to ignore him?"

Su Yun felt as if he had heard the funniest joke in the entire continent.

He braced his hands on the desk, leaned forward, and stared intently at the dejected man through his sunglasses.

"Mr. Tang, do you seem to have some serious misunderstanding about the word 'raising'?"

"You lie at home drunk every day, making a six-year-old child stand on a broken wooden stool to start a fire and cook porridge for you? Or are you just throwing him a piece of scrap iron and telling him to hammer it ten thousand times, and that's what you call fulfilling your responsibilities as a father?!"

Tang Hao's tall body trembled violently, his old face instantly turned purplish-red, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

"How—how do you know all this?" Tang Hao's voice became even hoarser.

Su Yun sneered, crossed her arms, and spoke with undisguised anger.

"What? You find it unbelievable? You feel like your secrets have been exposed? You'll have to ask your good son about that!"

"He regarded these tragic experiences as the most precious and beautiful memories between you and your son! When he talked to me, the principal, he told me about them with a face full of pride!"

Upon hearing these words, Tang Hao felt as if his heart had been struck hard by a heavy hammer.

The mistress actually regarded those bitter days, which even she herself felt guilty about, as beautiful memories.

This sudden and intense sense of guilt instantly broke down the defenses of this tough man.

"Furthermore, the official academy sign hasn't even been put up yet. Yet you managed to find this place with pinpoint accuracy—"

Su Yun pressed on relentlessly, her voice growing increasingly resolute.

"You're blocking my study window, the principal's room. You know exactly what I look like and where I am in this manor—"

"What does this mean? It means you didn't just come looking for me today. You've been following Tang San all along!"

"Instead of coming in through the main gate and conducting a normal home visit, you insist on hiding in the shadows like a ghost, spying on his every move!"

"If you don't teach him how to distinguish right from wrong when things happen, and instead only think about hiding in the shadows and intimidating others with your fists, is that what you call protecting him?"

Su Yun slammed his fist on the table.

"What children need most during their developmental stages is genuine parental companionship and guidance in their values!"

"It is precisely because of your extremely distorted and severely dysfunctional education, which severely lacks normal communication, that this child has developed extremely serious abnormal tendencies!"

"Change—or rather, perverted tendencies?"

Tang Hao was stunned by this sudden and heavy accusation, and his heart sank. He subconsciously retorted, "Impossible! Xiao San has always been well-behaved and sensible, and his mind is extremely calm—"

"Well-behaved and sensible? Composed?"

Su Yun sneered, took out a tablet computer, and shoved it into Tang Hao's hand.

"You not only don't care about his life, you don't even care about his mental health! Do you know what your son has been doing lately, staying up all night every night?!"

Su Yun grew increasingly angry as she spoke, pointing at the tablet and accusingly saying, "He sneaks into my study every day in the dark, secretly takes my tablet, and watches all this rubbish! He thinks he's being discreet, little does he know he has connections and a history of browsing!"

"Just because of these strange browsing records he left on my tablet—Lei Zhan has been looking at me differently these past two days! As a parent, how could you be completely unaware of your child's bizarre habits?!"

Tang Hao frantically held the glowing iron plate, his face full of confusion.

"What...what is this?"

"Click and see for yourself!" Su Yun said irritably, crossing her arms.

Tang Hao awkwardly extended his index finger and carefully poked the screen.

next second.

A visually striking scene unexpectedly entered Haotian Douluo's field of vision.

The screen was filled with images of orc girls with furry ears and big, fluffy tails.

Tang Hao gasped.

He frowned sharply, his instinct as a strict father making him prepare to agree with Su Yun and severely criticize Tang San's behavior.

However----

When his gaze swept across the screen again at the furry, inhuman girls—

Tang Hao was horrified to discover that these non-human girls on the screen, with characteristics of wild beasts or plants, were miraculously—

It hit his aesthetic spot with absolute precision!

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