"Ugly Yang… I mean, Liu Yang just has dust in his eyes, Teacher. He's fine, and we were even trying to help him get it out," one of the boys lied smoothly, his tone casual and unconcerned, as if nothing wrong had happened.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Bullying your fellow classmate and then lying straight to your teacher's face," he said coldly, his voice carrying an unmistakable edge.
"Do you not know that the Grand Dao is not blind to your wrongdoings? Every action has its consequence. There is a fifty-fifty chance that your behavior will bring ruin upon your household."
He paused deliberately, letting the weight of his words sink in.
"And if the Grand Dao does not punish your family," he continued, "then it will target you alone. You'll start losing your hair at the tender age of ten, your scalp shining brighter than a mirror, and your peers will laugh at you just as you now laugh at others."
The boys froze.
