"Lying in the hospital for life?" Bo Jichen glanced at Agares with a smile, looking every bit the domineering, spoiled brat who was showing off his daughter: "Baby, how is she? How is she? Isn't my daughter cute? Isn't she cute?"
Agares slowly turned his head and met Bo Jichen's gaze. His voice was as rigid as a emotionless robot as he reminded him, "The person who was beaten will spend the rest of their life in the hospital, and the person who beat them will have to pay for their lifelong medical expenses."
"The cost of lifelong bed rest is not low, and you will also face various charges and lawsuits for intentional injury during this period. Are you sure this is cute, or troublesome?"
Bo Jichen: "..."
That's it?
Who exactly is this wicked disciple aligned with?
Does he know what he's saying?
The flashing lights from his cheap daughter are almost blinding; how can he not see them?
All I saw were various lawsuits, accusations, and medical expenses.
Still think it's too much trouble?
That bastard.
He definitely didn't teach it.
His emotional intelligence and IQ are not high enough to raise such a scoundrel.
“Of course!” Agares saw his teacher looking at him with a complicated expression, and changed the subject: “According to the Imperial Criminal Law, the one who provokes first is the one who breaks the law. Teacher, don’t forget to go to the auction house later and keep a record of the provocation and submit it to the relevant authorities.”
"She beat someone so badly that they ended up in the hospital and bedridden for life. This was a form of self-defense, which could save her from many lawsuits, accusations, and hospital expenses. If necessary, she could also use this evidence to seek compensation from the other party. She was severely traumatized by the provocation, and her values were misled and distorted. She needs to recuperate, and a psychologist should be involved."
My state of mind is like a rollercoaster of loneliness: "..."
What a wicked disciple!
Is this a case of double standards?
It's not that he's hopelessly naive.
With some repairs and fixes, it should still be usable!
No, for the sake of my darling's happiness, I need to come up with a plan to properly discipline this brat who has no emotional intelligence but only IQ.
The man who was blind in one eye covered his eye and stared fiercely at Jiang Si on the stage with his other eye.
His friend, the one who was slapped from a distance, spoke first: "Who hit me? If you have the guts to hit me but not the guts to admit it, what kind of bastard are you?"
As he finished speaking...
A snap.
His right cheek was also hit.
Her cheeks instantly became red and swollen, resembling steamed buns, to the naked eye.
Jiang Si's hand, which was resting on the knife handle, tightened slightly. She glanced around without revealing her expression. The first slap, delivered from a distance, was from her.
Before she could even deliver the second slap, who was it that, in full view of everyone and in bright sunlight, possessed such powerful mental strength to strike someone from a distance, and with such force?
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't take it. So don't blame me." Jiang Si stood on the stage, her hands supporting the knife hilt slowly sliding down. She gripped the knife with both hands, raised it, and was about to swing it at the two blind men who had been slapped in the face.
"Wait a minute!" The blind man covered his eyes, enduring the excruciating pain, and concealed the viciousness in his eyes: "Apologize, is that it? I'll go up and kneel down to apologize to you."
Jiang Si swung the knife, and with a clang, the tip fell back to the ground, sparking as it struck.
She raised an eyebrow: "Okay, the two of us together."
The two, one blind and the other being attacked from a distance, stumbled and staggered from their seats onto the stage, enduring immense pressure.
As soon as he stepped onto the stage, the blind man, ignoring the pain in his eyes, pulled a gun from his spatial storage and fired a shot at Jiang Si: "Go to hell, you bitch."
The bullet, like a shooting star, hurtled towards Jiang Si.
Bo Jichen braced himself on the armrest and tried to stand up abruptly, but unexpectedly, he felt a weight on the back of his hand. Agares, who had been sitting one seat away from him, sat down and pressed down on the back of his hand, reminding him, "Teacher, everyone has their principles and their bottom line."
"Since she firmly upholds her principles and bottom line, she can withstand any sneak attacks from others."
Bo Jichen suddenly turned his head: "Why are you stopping me? You blind weakling, using the VK new ion short gun, ambushed my daughter and blew her head off."
A faint smile played on Agares' lips: "Teacher, you should have faith in your daughter. It's just a new type of ion short gun; the one who gets blown up in the head is the attacker himself!"
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