A sharp-eyed person nearby suddenly shouted, “Hey, look, a load of people just showed up outside the school!”
The voice drew the attention of everyone inside the school, who turned to look outside, spotting Zhao Jianian marching over menacingly with his fifty guards.
Xu Fei couldn’t be bothered to look up, figuring that at this time, the only large group rushing over would likely be Zhao Jianian.
Zhao Jianian carried a strong presence, perhaps due to his absolute confidence in the fifty guards behind him. He shouted loudly from the start, “I don’t care who you are or what your background is, I, Zhao Jianian, am warning you, release my son immediately, or I won’t let you off!”
Despite his words, Zhao Jianian looked around and noticed that his son, Zhao Shengping, was nowhere near Xu Fei, which puzzled him. Normally, wouldn’t a hostage be kept close by?
The captain of the guard beside him looked up, froze, and quickly tapped Zhao Jianian, saying, “Boss, look up there, the young master, he’s, he’s been hung up there!”
Only then did Zhao Jianian look up, seeing his precious son dangling from a flagpole, practically roasted like a piece of cured meat.
Zhao Jianian, having had his son late in life, cherished Zhao Shengping dearly. Raised with indulgence and never so much as harshly slapped, how could he bear to see his son suffer like this?
So Zhao Jianian waved his hand urgently, saying, “What are you lot standing around for? Hurry up and save him, do you really want to see my son die in front of you?”
The guard captain snapped to attention, drew his dagger, cut the rope, and carefully lowered Zhao Shengping by holding the other end.
The captain, who knew some medical skills, checked Zhao Shengping’s throat and chest, finding his heartbeat and pulse normal, and sighed in relief, saying, “Thankfully, boss, though the young master is badly injured, he’s not in serious danger for now, you can rest easy!”
Zhao Jianian, still tense, hurriedly wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, saying, “Quick, quick, get the young master to my private hospital right away, as fast as possible!”
Just as Zhao Jianian ordered the guard captain to take his son away, Xu Fei appeared. He stood firmly in front of everyone, locking eyes with Zhao Jianian and stating word by word, “No way! Without my permission today, none of you are taking this guy anywhere!”
Seeing Xu Fei appear so suddenly and act so forcefully, Zhao Jianian couldn’t hold back. Pointing at Xu Fei, he said, “Don’t push it too far! My son’s been beaten to this state by you, and you still won’t let me take him to the hospital, do you really want his life?”
“If he doesn’t survive today, neither will you!”
With Zhao Jianian’s command, the guard captain charged forward, followed by the fifty guards behind him. These men came prepared, each carrying various weapons, while Xu Fei faced them empty-handed.
