Supremely Talented Tyrant

The two instructors immediately turned ashen-faced, indeed Hao Jian was not planning to let them off.

Of course, Hao Jian would not let them off because they had beaten his students so brutally, there was already no room for turning back.

The reason why Zhang Zhijun still had some leeway was only because he hadn't directly harmed Luo Tong.

"I will definitely punish them without mercy, and handle this justly!" Zhang Zhijun solemnly promised, knowing that whether he could keep his position entirely depended on his attitude toward this matter.

"Let's just let bygones be bygones," Hao Jian said to Yu Ou.@@novelbin@@

"Since you say let it go, then we'll let it go." Yu Ou smiled and then glared at Zhang Zhijun, "Aren't you going to thank my boss?"

"Thank you, boss. Thank you, boss." Zhang Zhijun kowtowed several more times.

"Take your people and scram!" Hao Jian chided ungraciously.

"Alright, alright, I'll scram immediately, immediately."

But there was not a hint of anger on Zhang Zhijun's face; he couldn't wait to leave this accursed place, not wanting to stay another moment.

Zhang Zhijun dejectedly led away a group of the wounded, leaving behind a crowd of stunned teachers and students.

"You really are a disaster magnet, managing to stir up trouble wherever you go," Yu Ou teased.

"It's not that I want to stir up trouble; what can I do when trouble follows me?" Hao Jian said with a wry smile.

"Save it, you could have ignored many things, but you couldn't. Because I know you, you can't stand injustices," Yu Ou said with a smile, knowing that many of the troubles Hao Jian encountered didn't originate from himself but from those around him.

Just like this time, Zhao Yating was harassed, Luo Tong and others were beaten up; he could have ignored it, pretended to know nothing about it.

But Hao Jian didn't do that because he couldn't; he wasn't that kind of person.

Hao Jian just smiled, offering no explanation.

"My grandfather has woken up, and he's happy to know you saved him. He wants you to come over for a meal when you have time. It's been many years, and he misses you a lot," Yu Ou said.

"Alright, I'll come over when I have time," Hao Jian nodded.

"Then I'm off to deal with these troublesome matters. Damn it, Zhang Zhijun caused so many soldiers to get hurt; how the heck am I supposed to write this report," Yu Ou cursed as he walked toward the campus exit.

Hao Jian smiled helplessly, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Du Yuelin and others looking at him as if they had seen a ghost.

"What's up?" Hao Jian asked, feigning ignorance.

"What's up? You're asking us? We'd like to ask you which planet's alien you are, coming to Earth to bully us earthlings?" Du Yuelin retorted, clearly unimpressed; you knocked down over a hundred well-trained soldiers on your own, and now you're asking us what's up?

Hao Jian touched his nose, embarrassed, and said, "I learned a bit of martial arts when I was younger."

"Yeah, right."

Before he could finish, a chorus of boos came from the students, obviously not buying Hao Jian's tall tale; this is what he calls a bit of martial arts?

"Stop it. Get on with what you need to do," Hao Jian said, annoyed.

Only then did the teachers and students leave, laughing heartily.

"You scared me just now," Qin Bing said somewhat resentfully to Hao Jian.

"Didn't I tell you before that I've been on the battlefield? You should have a little more confidence in me," Hao Jian joked.

"There are plenty of soldiers who have been to the battlefield, but they aren't as incredible as you, and you never told me you were that powerful."

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"The battlefields I went to are not ordinary ones. Anyone who can fight there is a monster who can take on a hundred by themselves. You're shocked because you haven't seen it."

"Alright then," Qin Bing replied indifferently, not wishing to dwell on the topic. "By the way, thank you for before. I didn't have a chance to thank you properly."

"We're friends; what's there to thank me for?" Hao Jian said with a smile.

Qin Bing smiled tenderly and, without further words, walked away.

She was always someone who wasn't good at expressing her feelings, and she believed that Hao Jian could understand her emotions at that moment.

"Look at you, hooking up with another beauty in just a few days?" Che Xiaoxiao came over, her tone full of jealousy.

"Teacher, you're such a heartbreaker!" Zhao Yating also said, sounding sulky.

"Enough, enough already," Hao Jian said, waving his hand impatiently.

Meanwhile, at the Liang Family residence.

Liang Jiankun stood on the balcony, holding a glass of red wine as red as blood, looking into the distant sunset with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Young Master, the Night Emperor has returned," a servant reported.

"Let him in," Liang Jiankun said without turning around.

Then, a burly man wearing a black cloak, his face unseen, walked in.

He was covered in thick layers of black cloth from head to toe, wrapped tightly, looking quite eerie.

"Have you seen him?" Liang Jiankun asked.

"I have," replied the Night Emperor, his voice hoarse and deep, somber as the night.

"What do you think of him?" Liang Jiankun inquired further.

"Very strong," the Night Emperor responded without hesitation, giving his candid opinion. Unbeknownst to Hao Jian, the Night Emperor had been watching from the shadows as he dealt with those soldiers.

"Stronger than you?"

"Stronger than me!"