Those two adorable, innocent big eyes were already swollen and red.
"Alas," Aunt Lin sighed. "I thought the Enlightenment Academy in the Capital City would be better, but I never expected Hu Zi to still be bullied."
Zeng Anmin's eyes turned cold. He took a deep breath and looked toward Hu Zi.
"Be a good boy, Hu Zi. Tell Daddy what happened."
He took Hu Zi into his arms, patting the boy's back gently with the softest tone he could muster. Hu Zi was already six this year, well past the age to begin his schooling. However, Hu Zi only sobbed continuously, not uttering a single word. He was clearly extremely upset to be acting this way.
"Who accompanied Hu Zi at the academy?"
Zeng Anmin narrowed his Dan Feng eyes, suddenly erupting with a terrifying aura. His voice wasn't loud, but the entire room was filled with a chilling intent.
"Reporting to the Young Master, it was me."
