"Master, you don't know, since you left last time, Miss Zhao loves taking us on a walk through rage. These days, you may not know, but we've been tormented with pain. If you come, Miss Zhao will just focus on us. You really are our great savior," the chubby kid said with a laugh.
Now, Yin Xiaofan finally got some understanding, that the students didn't want to let him go, they wanted to use him as a shield.
"Are you too foolish to resist?" Yin Xiaofan said disdainfully, Zhao Xinyao's oppression made many students unable to foster resistance.
"We can't compare with a teacher. We're just ordinary students. If Mr. Zhao wants to treat us, he won't hold back. He just drops out at the end of the term. We would be busy with the term," the chubby kid said helplessly. "But, teacher, you're different, your relationship with Mr. Zhao is there, he can't tell you what to do, at most you argue, it's just private persuasion."
