334: Chapter 334: I Am Also This Kind of Person 334: Chapter 334: I Am Also This Kind of Person “This really has nothing to do with me,” Chu Liang explained again.
Tangyu nodded, “I know.”
“Thank you!” Chu Liang said with a face full of gratitude, knowing that at this moment, his fate was in the hands of the young man before him.
At this point, he had no choice but to bow his head.
He had always thought that Tangyu was not particularly easy to push around, but not particularly difficult to deal with either.
He had never thought that Tangyu could be so highly regarded by Lin Guotai.
If he had known this, he wouldn’t have dared to provoke Tangyu even if he had a hundred times more courage.
He had been wrong from the very beginning.
“No need to thank me, you haven’t said that we’re even,” Tangyu’s eyes flashed with a rare cold gleam as he looked at Chu Liang.
There’s an old saying that ‘things should not happen more than three times,’ and this Director Chu has repeatedly sought trouble with me.
Even though this time’s incident wasn’t his doing, he was still kicking me when I was down, not even saying a word in my defense, and he even tried to take advantage of the situation to blackmail me into submission.
I really detest people like him.
If I don’t teach him a lesson this time, he really might think I’m someone easy to bully.”
Chu Liang’s complexion immediately sank, turning rather unsightly, his face shadowed and flickering, extremely unpleasant to look at.
“So, how do you want to resolve this?” Chu Liang gritted his teeth, knowing that talking more at this point was in vain, so he went straight to the point.
Looking at Director Chu’s uncooperative face, Tangyu gave a faint, cold smile and pointed to his nose, “Have you always thought I was easy to bully?
Is that why you continue to enjoy finding fault with me?”
Chu Liang’s face flushed red, but he couldn’t find the words to reply.
“Everyone has their own principles for doing things.
Once it crosses the line, it simply can’t be done, no matter what means you use, it’s just not done.
From the first day you came to me, I made it clear, if I say I will not treat someone, then I won’t.
But you just had to keep bothering me time and again.
Do you really think people will allow themselves to be bullied?
Do I look like I have a face that’s easy to bully?” Tangyu scoffed.
It seemed he had indeed been too modest.
Chu Liang’s face turned even uglier.
“Don’t say I’m using the Lin Family’s influence to press you.
If it weren’t for the fact that it’s not convenient for me to interfere with the medical license, I wouldn’t bother asking Uncle Lin to step in.
You alone are not enough to raise a fuss in front of me.
I know hundreds of ways to make you submit.
Aren’t you trying to drive me out of Linshan Middle School?
How about we make a bet?
I won’t let the Lin Family intervene again, and we’ll see whether you can drive me out of Linshan Middle School or I can drive you out, how does that sound?” Tangyu looked at Chu Liang.
Even a clay figure has a touch of anger, let alone the proud Tangyu.
He usually doesn’t get angry, but that doesn’t mean he’s a pushover.
Chu Liang’s actions had indeed angered him, and if he didn’t properly teach Chu Liang a lesson this time, he might have more troubles in the school in the future.
There are limits to everything, and Tangyu can tolerate you once or twice, but he will definitely not tolerate a third time.
Whoever crosses this line must be prepared to face Tangyu’s wrath.
If he used the Lin Family’s influence, he could easily bring Director Chu down, but that wasn’t what Tangyu wanted.
What belongs to others is ultimately theirs.
Although he would be the father-in-law in the future, if Tangyu needed to rely on others to deal with a Director Chu, he might as well go back to Ghost Doctor Valley.
You’re not convinced, and I won’t stop until you are, that’s Tangyu’s style.
In this world, as long as he wants to do something, he is confident he can do it well.
“Humph, Tangyu, don’t go too far.
I’ve already conceded in this matter, what more do you want?
Say it outright if you have something to say.
I, Chu Liang, have been at Linshan Middle School for over a decade, and I won’t allow a junior to humiliate me like this,” Chu Liang said, his face red with anger.
A gentleman may be killed, but not insulted.
“Humiliated?
You think you’re worthy?” Tangyu said disdainfully, “If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price, no matter who you are.
I’m not a philanthropist, nor a bodhisattva.
You provoked me, so you deserve your bad luck.
I’ve already said what I wanted, if you have the ability, feel free to continue with your schemes to drive me out of Linshan.
If you can’t drive me out, then I’ll be the one to drive you out.
Don’t worry, I’ve said the Lin Family will not interfere again, you can boldly make your move.”
Chu Liang’s eyes gleamed with a sinister light; he feared the Lin Family, not Tangyu.
If the Lin Family really would not interfere, then as the head of academic affairs and the third in command of Linshan Middle School, would he fear a teacher who had just arrived at Linshan Middle School?
That would be a huge joke.
“Humph, easier said than done.
The Lin Family is already involved, so why bother with such insincere talk now.
If the Lin Family wants to deal with me, I admit I won’t have the slightest chance to resist.
Today I’ve fallen into your hands, just give it to me straight,” Chu Liang said, trying to feel out Tangyu’s sincerity.
Tangyu gave a faint, cold smile, “I’ve made myself very clear, believe it or not, that’s up to you.
Alright, I have other things to tend to, Director Chu, please do as you wish.”
Chu Liang glanced at Tangyu, his face darkened with displeasure as he left the infirmary with a sweep of his hand.
Only after stepping out did Chu Liang angrily punch the wall: “Damn it, damn it, how could I have missed this in my calculations?
Well played, Tangyu, that move was really something.
Hmph, dragging the Lin Family’s Bodhisattva into this, and now coming with such false sincerity.
It’s infuriating.
How could I, Chu Liang, swallow today’s humiliation?
I’ll just wait and see if the Lin Family continues to intervene.
If they truly no longer care about this matter, hmph, then I want to see if you, a boy not yet fully grown, can outmatch me.”
Standing at the door of the infirmary, Tangyu’s gaze drifted towards a wall as he said with a corner of his mouth lifted, “Teacher He, since you’re here, why don’t you come and sit?”
The gloom on He Shu’s face behind the wall flashed by, and his eyebrows furrowed deeply.
It seemed he had been discovered early on, and it was obvious that he was the one orchestrating things from behind the scenes.
The Ministry of Education’s Song Ke was his paternal uncle, and he had already heard about the situation from Song Ke.
He knew that Tangyu was a big fish pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, someone not to be messed with.
He was also resentful; he had thought this move would expel Tangyu from Linshan Middle School, thus cutting off Tangyu’s chances of interacting with Mo Xiaoqing.
Then he could slowly pursue Mo Xiaoqing, and there would be no worry about the matter not being successful.
But now, everything had changed.
This was something he hadn’t anticipated in his plan.
He felt annoyed and even more unsatisfied.
Hearing his name called by Tangyu, he knew the inevitable conflict between him and Tangyu was upon them.
If this had been before, he would have been completely confident that he could take Tangyu down.
But with the pressure of the Lin Family mountain on him now, he no longer had that confidence.
The feeling was very unpleasant.
He Shu regained his composure and walked out, approaching the infirmary with an indifferent face: “Doctor Tang, you’re too kind.
I was just passing by.
I don’t need tea.”
Tangyu looked at He Shu with a strange smile: “Passing by?
What a coincidence.”
A twitch crossed He Shu’s mouth, and he thought to himself that Tangyu must be becoming suspicious of him.
However, without any evidence, what could Tangyu do to him if he just kept silent?
“It’s not that coincidental,” He Shu said.
“So, are you saying that you deliberately passed by here, Teacher He?” Tangyu asked, not sparing He Shu in his tone, his words carrying a hint of mockery.
He Shu’s face became more unpleasant: “It seems that Doctor Tang is not too welcoming of me.
I still have classes, so I’ll take my leave now.”
“Why the rush, Teacher He?
How about a little chat?” Tangyu said.
Only then did He Shu stop his steps, looking at Tangyu before speaking, “Doctor Tang, if you have something to say, there’s no need to beat around the bush.” Facing the situation was always necessary; running away wasn’t a solution, a fact well understood by He Shu.
“I wonder if Teacher He likes listening to stories.
I recently came across a story and thought it was quite good, so I wanted to share it with Teacher He,” Tangyu said with a light smile, continuing without waiting for He Shu to respond: “There was a person named Doggie.
He was known to be very honest and a bit slow, never offending anyone since he was young.
Because of this, his classmates always bullied him, tormenting him during and after class.
Even the teachers thought Doggie was a pushover, so they took out all their frustrations on him.
One day, when a classmate lost some money, he accused Doggie of stealing it.
Everyone in the class readily agreed, and even the teacher, in a severe tone, demanded Doggie return the stolen money or be expelled.
Angry at the injustice, Doggie let out all his pent-up rage, silently obtained a sharp knife, and crept into the teacher’s room at naptime, promptly stabbing the teacher to death.”
He Shu felt a chill listening to such a story, his face turning somewhat pale.
Tangyu glanced at He Shu and continued: “After killing the teacher, Doggie’s anger hadn’t subsided.
He then snuck back into the classroom while his classmates were asleep.
After locking the classroom door from inside, he began his murder spree.
The first to die was naturally the one who accused him of theft, swiftly and cleanly stabbed in the heart.
After the first murder, the entire class woke in terror, crying and screaming, some even begging on their knees or trying to fight back.
Only then did they realize they were no match for Doggie.
Expressionless, he methodically killed one after another, turning the classroom into a literal Hell.
He ignored the pleas for mercy, killing relentlessly until not a single one was left, never blinking an eye.
After his massacre, Doggie finally felt a sense of relief, a rare smile crossing his face.
Teacher He, do you think what Doggie did was right or wrong?”
He Shu’s mouth twitched hard: “Such a student should be shot dead on the spot.”
“Wrong.” Tangyu’s voice suddenly sharpened, staring coldly at He Shu: “Although this is just a story, I must still say Doggie’s actions were right.
The whole class took joy in bullying him, thinking he was easy prey.
Little did they know, Doggie had been forbearing because he was honest and kind, not wanting to offend anyone easily.
But his classmates and teacher didn’t care and kept bullying him.
His repeated forbearance finally gave way to the inevitable.
Doggie was an upright and honorable man with his own limits; he clearly hadn’t stolen the money, yet everyone—including the teacher—insisted it was him, forcing the thief’s hat upon his head, crossing his bottom line.
So, he couldn’t forbear any longer and chose to kill.
His honesty and kindness didn’t mean he was easy to bully.
As the saying goes, three strikes and you’re out; after continuous bullying, a strong retaliation was necessary.”
Finishing, Tangyu stared at He Shu, pointing to his own nose and saying: “I’m that kind of person too.
I’m honest and kind, but that doesn’t mean I’m easy to bully.
I have my limits, and anyone who crosses them will pay a dear price.”
He Shu paled, his mouth twitching violently as if a knife had pierced his own heart.
A warning, or a threat?