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"Gentle, gentle."

Jiang Xitong looked flustered and called out Wen Yao's name.

This kind of thing, this kind of thing, must not be known to the school.

Whether it's this madman in front of us or Qian Jing, they are both students of this school. Even if we investigate, nothing will happen. At most, they'll just have to go home and reflect on their actions.

But she was different; her student registration wasn't here, and she had paid to study here on a temporary basis.

If things are exposed, I'll have no choice but to transfer schools.

"Stop trying to call back your soul."

Qin Yizhu looked at the somewhat disheveled Jiang Xitong, and the nameless anger in her heart still lingered.

Times have changed. Are you scared now?

What if I hadn't come today?

"Hurry up and make the call, don't waste everyone's time."

"How about we settle for paying two thousand?"

I don't know who said it.

"never mind?"

Qin Yizhu practically shouted those two words.

"Who says so?"

He turned around and looked at everyone present.

"Qin Yizhu, don't go too far."

At this moment, a person stood out from the window. Qin Yizhu didn't recognize him, but knew that he had been there from the beginning.

"We've already hit you and yelled at you, that's enough. You're all students, isn't asking for six thousand a bit too much?"

Qin Yizhu walked towards him.

"That's not how I do things."

He stared at the boy in front of him and slowly spoke.

"If someone slaps me and I slap them back, that's not fair, because I didn't mean to hit them, but I was hit for no reason. I should slap them back two or three times, that's fair, that's settling the score."

Qin Yizhu's voice wasn't loud, but everyone heard what he said.

"All accounts must be settled, all debts must be repaid, not a single one can be missed, there is no room for leniency."

He repeatedly poked the other person's chest with heavy force, causing the other person's body to sway backward.

"Did you ask that girl? Can you make decisions for everyone?"

The other person was also staring at Qin Yizhu, seemingly unafraid of this ruthless character in front of them.

"it is good."

Qin Yizhu nodded.

"Wen Yao, as long as you say this matter is over, we'll leave now and let's put an end to it."

He looked at Wen Yao.

Not just him, everyone looked at the little girl standing in the center of the classroom, head down, clutching a broken-screen phone, with thick bangs and black-rimmed glasses, saying nothing.

The people who came with Qin Yizhu witnessed her outburst and felt sorry for her.

But she also seemed somewhat weak.

They knew Qin Yizhu's temper, so they were all praying that she wouldn't just let it go like that.

"Wen Yao, I'll make it up to you. Six thousand five is too much. My parents will be angry if they find out. We're classmates, after all."

She tried to reach out and take Wen Yao's hand, but Chi Lingyuan blocked her way.

"No."

Wen Yao lowered her head and simply uttered a single word.

"Make a phone call, or I'll go to the podium right now and let the whole school know about this."

"Make a phone call."

Wu Liang no longer wanted to get involved in their messy affairs.

Qin Yizhu is a madman; he's done far more insane things than this.

"I'll hit you, I'll hit you."

Jiang Xitong panicked; there was no one here who could protect her.

That madman doesn't give face to anyone.

When the call connected, Jiang Xitong's voice trembled slightly.

"Mom, can you transfer me 5,000 yuan? I accidentally broke my classmate's phone."

"They want me to pay them back."

"Why would I lie to you? When have I ever cheated you out of your money? Seriously, someone smashed their phone, an Apple."

"If they say no, then you have to pay compensation at the current market price. At times like this, don't worry about whether the school allows cell phones or not."

Clearly, Jiang Xitong's mother didn't want to pay the money; by the end, her voice was trembling with tears.

Qin Yizhu was a little annoyed, so he took Jiang Xitong's phone directly.

"Hello, Auntie."

"Here's what happened. Jiang Xitong smashed one of my friends' phones. It wasn't an accident; it was intentional. Jiang Xitong was bullying other students and she filmed it, so she smashed their phones."

Everyone present took a deep breath.

Qin Yizhu is a madman.

Or rather, the scheming kind.

"We just want her to pay us back. We're not asking for much. You can search online. The highest-spec 512GB Apple phone from two years ago is now worth about 6,000 yuan on the secondhand market. You're going to pay us back today, not a penny less."

Qin Yizhu spoke slowly and gently, without a trace of anger. It sounded more like he was promoting some kind of financial product than announcing compensation.

"Ah, this isn't a joke, nor is it an accident. It's school bullying, it's intentional. I've said my piece, I won't pay this money today. We're going to the principal right now. If you dare to gamble, then we'll give it a try."

He hung up the phone immediately after speaking and then handed it back to Jiang Xitong.

Jiang Xitong tremblingly took the phone, and then it rang.

"Okay, I understand."

She breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

"Transfer the money, and add the notes I gave you. You will voluntarily compensate the other party for their economic losses at the market price."

"What does that mean?"

Sun Yang asked Xu Wanting, who was standing next to him.

"To prevent the other party from turning around and extorting money from us later."

Xu Wanting hadn't expected Qin Yizhu to be so meticulous; she hadn't even considered it at first.

Looking at the exact amount of 6,500, Qin Yizhu put away his phone.

"That matter is settled, it's time to settle old scores."

"Qin Yizhu, you've really gone too far!"

Even those who didn't know Qin Yizhu before now realize that he's practically inhuman.

"Am I being unreasonable?"

Qin Yizhu grabbed Jiang Xitong's clothes and threw her in front of the person who had spoken.

"Ask her if it's too much to pour Coke into someone's backpack and say the backpack is thirsty."

Jiang Xitong started to cry; she felt like she was about to collapse.

Silence reigned.

"say!"

Qin Yizhu roared, and Jiang Xitong trembled, repeating "I'm sorry" over and over again.

"Because of her, she's afraid to interact with girls now, fearing that all girls are like Jiang Xitong. Tell me now, who's the one who's gone too far?"

Calm down, calm down.

Wu Liang glanced at Wen Yao, then moved closer to Qin Yizhu.

No wonder Qin Yizhu has a grudge against Jiang Xitong; she brought it on herself, scaring the young girl into developing PTSD.

"What's the point of getting revenge now? Will it make her better?"

"I'll say it again, all accounts must be settled, one by one. If any of you are not satisfied, you can come to me to settle accounts later. I've been mentally prepared for this since day one."

Qin Yizhu walked to the windowsill, where there was a brush-washing container used by art students.

He picked up a pen-washing container filled with water, walked up to Wen Yao, took her hand—the girl's hand was icy cold, and holding it made his heart ache—and placed the pen-washing container into her hand.

"If you still harbor resentment, pour it over her from head to toe. Stop when you feel relieved."

He looked at Wen Yao and said softly.

Wen Yao didn't speak, she just looked at the pen holder in her hand.

After standing there for a moment, she stepped forward and stood in front of Jiang Xitong, raising her hand.

Wow.

The icy water, mixed with the pigment dissolved at the bottom of the cup, was poured over Jiang Xitong's head.

Wen Yao poured three cups of water, and Jiang Xitong was completely soaked.

But no one dared to move or stop them; they just watched quietly, as if tacitly adhering to some unwritten rule.

When Wen Yao picked up the fourth cup of water, her hands began to tremble.

She completely lost control of her emotions, stood there, and burst into tears.

The pen-washing container slipped from her hand and fell to the ground, the murky water spreading across the floor.