The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 186 - 183: Little Ancestor, Please!

The soft are afraid of the hard. The hard are afraid of the crazy. The crazy are afraid of those who will risk it all.

To these students, Qin Fan had become the embodiment of a crazed demon who didn’t value his own life. Aside from a crazed demon, it seemed no other words could describe him.

All He Yixin did was try to attack him, without even causing the slightest harm. And for that, he was thrown from the seventh floor? If this wasn’t madness beyond redemption, how else could it be explained?

At that moment, time and the very air seemed to come to a standstill. Throughout the vast space of Class Seven, a wave of pure terror began to rise. The majority of the thirty-plus students felt like they were sitting on pins and needles. Those who had provoked Qin Fan in the past were trembling uncontrollably.

Wang Zijun, who once had his head smashed against a desk by Qin Fan until he bled, buried his head deep in his arms. He was terrified that Qin Fan would look up at him. If that happened, a single smile from Qin Fan might be enough to make him wet himself. Thank goodness there were only ten days or so left until the college entrance exams; otherwise, he would have transferred schools without a second thought.

RING-RING-RING!

Startled by the abrupt, familiar sound, all thirty-some students shuddered in unison. In the classroom, so silent one could suffocate, everyone waited tensely for the sound of footsteps that would herald the teacher’s arrival.

SWISH!

A figure appeared, but it wasn’t the homeroom teacher. It was the Dean, the one with the receding hairline whom Qin Fan had once slapped across the face.

"Qin Fan!" he called out expressionlessly from the doorway.

But Qin Fan acted as if he hadn’t heard, remaining motionless.

"You, student, please wake Qin Fan up," the Dean said, pointing to a student seated in front of Qin Fan.

Wake Qin Fan? The student’s mind went blank, and he shook his head frantically, like a rattle drum. The hearts of the students sitting in front of, behind, and beside Qin Fan began to pound furiously.

Wake him up? What if he took offense and threw one of them out the window? His madness was clearly incurable. Who dared to provoke him? Who could guarantee he wouldn’t snap again? No one was willing to take that chance.

With a soft sigh, the Dean finally stepped inside. Walking over to Qin Fan, he reached out to knock on the desk, but his outstretched hand instinctively pulled back. In a low, expressionless voice, he said, "Student Qin Fan."

"Speak if you have something to say. Scram if you don’t," Qin Fan mumbled without lifting his head from the desk.

"The principal would like to see you," the Dean said, his old face flushing as he endured the humiliation.

Tao Yuan is looking for me? What could that old fox want?

With his brow furrowed, Qin Fan said nothing more and abruptly stood up. Ignoring the Dean’s presence, he strode out the door.

「Principal’s Office」

The moment Qin Fan entered, Tao Yuan immediately closed the door and locked it.

"Old Tao, spit it out. What do you want?" Qin Fan asked with a smile, hopping onto the edge of the desk.

"My ancestor, my dear little ancestor, I’m begging you, please! There are only ten days or so left until the college entrance exams. Can we please let them pass peacefully? Master Qin, you’re a magnanimous man. Why lower yourself to fighting with a student?"

Tao Yuan’s address had shifted from "Mr. Qin" to "Master Qin," and he looked at Qin Fan with an expression of pure misery.

"Is that all? Honestly, Old Tao, think about it. When have I, Qin Fan, ever been the one to start trouble? Or would you prefer I go back to how I was, letting anyone hit, curse, and humiliate me?" Qin Fan asked, patting Tao Yuan’s shoulder with a disarmingly harmless look.

"No, no, no, that’s not what I mean! Master Qin, how about this? Why don’t you just skip class? I’ll notify you when it’s time to take the exams. I know you don’t start trouble, but those thorny students don’t know their place. We were lucky there was a haystack to cushion the fall this time. Otherwise, Qi Middle School would be on the front page of every news outlet! Never mind me being dismissed as principal, you’d find yourself in a world of trouble, too! What do you think of my suggestion? Is it acceptable? It’s just for about ten days. I’m begging you, please grant Qi Middle School some peace! Please!"

By the end, Tao Yuan was pleading with his hands clasped together. At that moment, he felt he was the most pitiable principal in history. But what could he do? He was dealing with a Demon Lord of Mayhem, someone even Ye Jizu had to address respectfully as "Master Qin." If any more trouble erupted, his career as principal would be over. It wasn’t that he cared deeply for the position itself, but if the story got out, he’d become a laughingstock. He couldn’t even imagine the ridicule he would face upon returning to Four-nine City. That was a situation he desperately wanted to avoid.

Uh...!

Qin Fan was momentarily stunned that Tao Yuan would debase himself to this extent. Then, rolling his eyes with a wry laugh, he said, "For your sake, fine. I’m leaving."

With that, he patted Tao Yuan’s shoulder again and strode swiftly out the door.

Watching his departing figure, Tao Yuan heaved a massive sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!

A moment later, a knock sounded at the door. Tao Yuan, who was leaning back in his chair and rubbing his temples, jolted in surprise. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"Come in!" he called out.

"Principal, He Yixin’s father, Mr. He, is here," his assistant announced from the doorway, looking uneasy.

"Mm, let him in," Tao Yuan said with a wave.

Following his words, a middle-aged man walked in. The assistant wisely closed the door behind him.

"Principal Tao, I expect Qi Middle School to give me a satisfactory explanation!" He Xunting said furiously, his face grim the moment he entered.

"An explanation? What kind of explanation do you want? You should be thankful your son landed on a haystack and escaped disaster instead of smashing onto the concrete and dying instantly!" Already on edge, Tao Yuan’s face tightened as he scoffed at He Xunting’s aggressive tone.

"Principal Tao, what is the meaning of this? I, He Xunting, may not be untouchable, but I am a political delegate in Lingnan, the chairman of the Lingnan Chamber of Commerce, and a top name on the Hurun Rich List. Is my son’s life so worthless? Principal Tao, I know you have powerful backers, but that is my son. If something had truly happened to him, I, He Xunting, wouldn’t have been afraid to tear a hole in the sky!" He Xunting roared, slamming his hand on the desk and breathing heavily with rage.

"Tsk, tsk. So you think you’re a big shot, is that it? Fine, I can’t be bothered to argue with you. Go back and tell your son to keep a low profile. Not everyone is someone he can afford to provoke. If he had died today, he would have died for nothing! He Zhenjiang’s son, He Haolin, is dead, and He Zhenjiang was forced from office. Zhou Yihang’s business empire crumbled overnight, leaving him and his daughter either dead or insane. Even Qin Shuai of the Qin family is now disabled and lying in a hospital bed. What kind of storm do you think your so-called influence can possibly stir up?"

Facing the seething He Xunting, Tao Yuan sneered mockingly. Even he, a man who always presented a refined and scholarly image to the world, couldn’t help but start slinging curses.