Upon these words, the magistrate was so frightened he couldn't sit still and fell from his chair.
Straining his eyes, he realized that the familiar face was not an illusion; the old man was indeed Yinghua Academy's Headmaster he had seen before—Zhou Tao!
Master Xu, meanwhile, was scared out of his wits, unable to believe his eyes as he looked toward Zhou Tao.
Dashun jumped in front of Zhou Tao, glaring fiercely at Master Xu, "What are you looking at? You are not worthy to gaze upon my master. Careful, or I'll gouge out those eyes!"
Master Xu's legs gave out, and he collapsed, his cold sweat pouring like rain.
It was all over now!
Zhang Xiaoying was also quite surprised. She had been planning to inquire about Yinghua Academy, intending to straighten out Xu Wencong's character and send him to study there.
Who would have thought that heaven would send the Headmaster to her doorstep!
Zhang Xiaoying felt it would be a waste not to establish a good relationship with this encounter.