His voice suddenly rose: "...I know she's right here. Tell her to get out here right now!"

As they were talking, the door was suddenly pushed open with great force, and in a flash, the person outside the door came face to face with Xie Li.

Xie Li: "..."

Behind the other party were many bodyguards and teaching assistants, as well as a middle-aged man who looked like a manager. Seeing the door open, he hurriedly apologized to the master and tried to persuade the troublemakers to leave.

Manager: "You see, we don't have any of those vixens you're talking about here. We're not one of those socialite training classes that's all over the internet!"

It was probably the first time the manager had encountered such an unreasonable customer, and he explained with a bit of a headache.

"We are a legitimate training institution that teaches traditional Chinese virtues! We do not advocate that women flatter and fawn over men, as that would violate ethical principles!" the manager said with an air of righteous indignation.

As he spoke, he secretly winked at his bodyguard.

The troublemaking socialite was heavily made up, with a gaping maw and false eyelashes that seemed to fly off. She was incredibly shrewish. When she saw the bodyguards quietly approaching, she glared at them and put her hands on her hips, shouting, "What do you want? What do you want?"

While Xie Li was still in a daze, a gentle, large hand pulled her up.

The other person's palms were warm and dry. Despite his outstanding appearance, which made him the most dazzling presence in the crowd, it seemed as if he had deliberately concealed it, making people subconsciously ignore his existence.

At that moment, the wealthy woman turned around, pointed, and exclaimed, "You lied to me and said there wasn't one! Isn't this the vixen who seduced my husband?!"

The direction of his finger was that of the master.

Before the master's face, which could be described as one of Buddhist compassion and detachment from desires, could show any surprise, the troublemaking noblewoman rushed forward, grabbed the master's hair with lightning speed, and began to beat him mercilessly.

"You vixen, you slut, you dared to seduce my husband, you shameless woman, you're a mistress!"

This turn of events was completely unexpected. The manager was stunned for a long time before he reacted and hurriedly ordered his bodyguards to go forward and rescue the person.

But these bodyguards had already experienced the lady's shrewishness. The lady's "nephew" coldly said from the side, "Who among you dares to touch my aunt?"

The bodyguards hesitated for a moment, exchanged glances, and some hesitated to step forward.

Are you kidding me? The woman herself is here to beat up the mistress, why are they protecting her? Besides, the woman's family is the powerful Gu family in Beijing, who would dare to mess with them?

The students kneeling below, who had previously looked at the master with awe and with eyes as calm as still water, exchanged glances and silently stood up when they saw the master being beaten by the shrewish noblewoman.

The master's courses were designed to make them obedient and submissive, to make them regard men as their heaven, not to flatter or curry favor, and to uphold the three obediences and four virtues.

But the master himself became a mistress, seducing a married man.

Unbeknownst to them, the awe in the trainees' eyes disappeared, leaving only contempt and disdain.

The master was stunned by the noblewoman's preemptive strike, but after being repeatedly humiliated, he became furious and retaliated by grabbing the noblewoman's hair. However, as soon as he did so, he realized that something felt off.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a wig!

Master: "They're fake! Arrest them right now!"

Seeing that the bodyguards and manager didn't move, she was furious. "This person is a man! A man!"

Little did she know, the manager was inwardly grumbling, thinking to himself, "What kind of quirks do rich people have? They actually like a rigid, boring, zombie-like old woman like Master."

The "lady" touched her head and realized that she had been fighting so fiercely that her wig had fallen off, instantly revealing her short hair underneath.