The principal, desperate for help, clutched Yuan Yi's sleeve, his old face wearing a pitiful expression.
Out of sympathy, Yuan Yi told the truth, "Based on my understanding of Young Master Qian, yes."
The principal lamented. They were having a pleasant conversation just moments ago, and now, in the blink of an eye, faces have turned unrecognizable. He could swear he hadn't said a word too much.
Rumors had it that the Second Young Master of Mu Family was difficult, fickle, and capricious. It seems that the rumors were indeed true.
"Mr. Yuan, please show me a way. What exactly made Young Master Qian mad?" The principal, clueless himself, had no choice but to ask Yuan Yi for help.
