Zhou Hong was secretly surprised, not expecting them to know his background so quickly.
"That's right."
"Ridiculous. You still have the nerve to come to me. Are you here to beg me not to expel you? Or do you not even put me in your eyes and want to make a move on me? Just like you bully those classmates. Young man, it's not that I'm warning you, don't rely on your bit of fighting strength to act recklessly and tyrannically in class. With your little strength, in my eyes, you are nothing." The dean's face showed deep disdain. He naturally knew that every class had some students who acted recklessly. These students had basically learned a few moves, so ordinary students were no match for them. They were kings and overlords in their respective classes.
But unfortunately, he had never taken these tyrannical students seriously. Because he had also practiced martial arts, and his skill was not bad, he just didn't want to bother with those students. Otherwise, the so-called class tyrants in every class would have been thoroughly beaten by him long ago.
He had originally turned a blind eye to this Zhou Hong. After all, even if Zhou Hong was gone, another tyrannical student would appear. As long as he didn't cause major trouble, he was too lazy to care.
But he didn't expect that this Zhou Hong, who had just arrived for less than an hour, had already made their class a mess and provoked the entire class to jointly petition. He couldn't be blamed for this.
"Heh, so you don't take me seriously then." Zhou Hong chuckled. He could see that the dean was quite arrogant and had clearly practiced martial arts. Judging by his eyes, he seemed a bit proud of his own strength.
So, Zhou Hong placed one hand on the wall. Instantly, the wall caved in, forming a deep handprint groove.
Dean Ren looked up and saw the deep finger indentation on the wall. He let out a startled cry and fell back onto his seat.
Although he wasn't an ultimate master, he was at least half a martial artist and knew some masters. However, he had never seen anyone create such a deep groove in the wall just by placing their hand on it.
"My God! How much power would it take to do that?" The dean rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was seeing things. If Zhou Hong had slapped the wall hard and created the finger imprint, it would have been understandable. But Zhou Hong hadn't exerted any force to slap the wall at all.
"Dean, I'd like to hear what you said again. Are you really that strong, that you don't even take me seriously?" Zhou Hong said. Then, he placed his other hand on the dean's desk. Instantly, another deep handprint appeared on the dean's desk, the imprint almost piercing through his desk.
The dean was stunned. Such profound internal energy was completely beyond his comprehension.
"Senior, spare me." The dean hurriedly bowed to Zhou Hong, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.
"What? Didn't you not take me seriously just now?"
"This junior was blind and offended a senior. I hope the senior will not hold it against me." The dean said, his body trembling.
"Then do you still want to expel me? Do you still think I bullied classmates?"
"I dare not, I dare not. With senior's strength, if he truly wanted to bully us..." The dean couldn't imagine. With such great power, if he truly wanted to bully them, there wouldn't even be a need for a crematorium. A single palm strike would turn them into ashes.
"You know yourself." Zhou Hong patted the dean's shoulder.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me." The dean cried out in fear.
"Look at your spirit. I'm just patting you." Zhou Hong smiled.
Seeing that he was unharmed, the dean wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He thought to himself, with such formidable power, he was probably among the top experts in the entire Jinzhou city. He couldn't understand why he would come to their small college to show off, almost scaring him to death.
"Since that's the case, I won't pursue your offense this time."
"Thank you, senior, for your mercy." The dean said gratefully.
"Alright, I'll be leaving if there's nothing else." Zhou Hong didn't waste any more time and turned to leave.
"I wish senior a safe journey."
"Don't call me senior in front of others in the future," Zhou Hong instructed.
"Yes, yes, yes." The dean nodded repeatedly. Zhou Hong must have been hiding here for some reason, and he wouldn't dare to expose him.
Zhou Hong left the dean's office.
"Hoo!" The dean let out a heavy sigh. It felt as if a large stone had been pressing on him, making it difficult to breathe. He looked at the two deep finger imprints on the wall and the desk, still finding it unbelievable that a martial arts expert of this caliber would appear in his economics college.
Zhou Hong left the administrative building, chuckling, "I didn't expect that I only used one-tenth of my power, and it scared him half to death."
Yes, Zhou Hong had only used one-tenth of his power just now.
"Now, I'd like to see what tricks those students have. There's no way they can expel me."
Zhou Hong quickly returned to the classroom.
The classroom was in a commotion because the teacher for this class was absent. Coupled with the news that Zhou Hong had finally been personally ordered by the dean to leave, everyone was in good spirits and speaking loudly.
"What are you shouting about? Did your parents send you here to study or to chat?" Zhou Hong roared as he entered the classroom and saw everyone in a frenzy.
Instantly, everyone froze.
"Weren't you expelled by the dean? What are you doing back here?" the class monitor said, mustering his courage.
"I just went to see the dean. The dean said that unless he dies, no one can expel his darling," Zhou Hong chuckled.
"Impossible. How could the dean be threatened by you?" The classmates shouted in unison. This was because they all knew that the dean was not just the dean; he also had some achievements in martial arts. Although it was far from comparable to those who specialized in martial arts, he was considered a top expert in their economics college.
Although there were many class tyrants in the economics college, none of them dared to be arrogant in front of the dean. If they encountered the dean, they would all lower their heads in fear. Just like Liu Bo before, who was a Taekwondo master and a recognized class tyrant, but in front of the dean, he could be dealt with with a single finger.
"Hmph, believe it or not." Zhou Hong snorted, too lazy to waste more energy on these students.
"It must be the connections behind him. I don't know what kind of connections he has, but they are so strong that even the dean doesn't dare to expel him." All the students thought to themselves.
At this moment, Qin Mengxue also said with a wry smile, "Xiao Yu, it seems your grandfather has a very deep prejudice against Zhou Hong. The dean not expelling him must be because your grandfather put in a word."
"Mm, it's really annoying." Qiao Xiao Yu also thought that her grandfather had secretly intervened.
"I want to talk to him at noon," Qiao Xiao Yu said, mustering her courage.
"Okay, I'll go with you. In case this scoundrel acts outrageously again and kisses you forcefully."
"Mm-hmm."