Chapter Thirteen

  My goodness! Is this still allowing people to live?

  I was beaten by her whip, and if I wasn't killed, I would have been disabled.

  The fox behind me seemed to have no intention of letting go, tightly grasping my hair with its hand, without a hint of relaxation.

  The sound of "clack clack" high heels grew louder and louder, and the heavy breathing of the head teacher also came over in waves.

  "This male classmate of yours is doing very well. What's your name? Which year and class are you in? How come I've never seen you before?"

  The class teacher snatched me away from the fox's hands with a smile all over her face.

  "Hmph!" I bit my lip and glared at the fox with a fierce stare.

  The class teacher slapped a whip on my butt and shouted loudly: "You're always late, and you don't listen to me. You dare to stare at people, do you?"

  Then, the whip landed heavily on my buttocks again and again. Suddenly, tears fell from my eyes.

  The fox furrowed its brow, looking somewhat displeased. It glanced at the class teacher, and I thought to myself, "It seems that it has finally found its conscience, realizing that it had done something wrong to me. Now, seeing our teacher bullying me, it's starting to feel indignant."

  I was waiting with bated breath for his little universe to explode and throw that annoying class teacher out of the teaching building, but instead he turned around and pulled me into his arms, a sly smile spreading across his face. He leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "Run, 13th generation still wants to run where? Every day like this being whipped..."

  His eyes twinkled, his fingers lightly brushed against the hem of my short skirt, his middle finger gently lifted the corner of the skirt, and he smiled with a sly face.

  Look at his dazed expression, I felt a tightness in my heart, thinking that he shouldn't be wanting to lift my skirt here!

  "What...what are you doing?" I hastily pressed down the hem of my skirt with one hand and stared at him in horror.

  "What's going on? I just wanted to take a look. The woman who was whipped so many times, what has her butt become now?"

  "You..."

  I gritted my teeth in anger, just about to open my mouth and scold him loudly, but he suddenly pushed me away, stretched out his hand and pulled the stunned class teacher into his arms.

  Stinky fox spirit.

  I cursed loudly and pointed at him. He's really a lecherous fox, as long as he sees a woman, he wants to take advantage of her.

  The class teacher was frightened by his sudden movement and looked up with a dull gaze at the fox, who was two or three heads taller than her.

  "This... this classmate of yours, who are your parents and where is your home?"

  The fox-like girl smiled slyly, humming a few notes, tossing her head with an air of superiority, and said in a low, seductive tone to the class teacher: "Ask her."

  After finishing speaking, I was pulled up by him with one hand and thrown in front of the class teacher.

  Seeing the class teacher's sinister smile, I smiled and tried to please her: "He... he is a relative of my family, his name is Xia Ben Zun."

  "Ah, Nabeshima Naoshige!"

  The class teacher read it once and seemed reluctant to leave his arms, smiling foolishly and saying: "Xia Ben Zun student, which year and class are you in?"

  "Ask her."

  The smelly fox stretched out its finger towards me.

  He's been in several classes for years, and I really want to know too! Facing the eager face of our class teacher, I felt a bit helpless, pouting my mouth and looking at the fox.

  "Teacher Liu, Teacher Liu."

  Grandfather's voice suddenly appeared behind him.