"Dogs! They're like dead dogs!" the principal hastily interjected.
Zhao Dong shook his head, dissatisfied. "Don't you think they're more like whores and scum?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Exactly! You're absolutely right!" The principal's head bobbed like a chicken pecking at grain.
Zhao Dong's terrifying presence squashed any thought of resistance within him.
"You're a clever man, but your teachers don't seem to get it, do they?"
"No, no, no, I understand... I was wrong... It was my fault. I'm trash for looking down on people, I'm absolute trash..."
Teacher Zhang, who had been kicked away and had wet himself in fear, scrambled over, leaving a trail of urine. He repeatedly banged his head against the floor.
Seeing this, Zhao Dong took a deep breath, his gaze stabbing toward the surrounding teachers. "Let today be a lesson for all of you. Remember, never look down on people with your worthless eyes again. If there's a next time and I see it... you will all die!"
