"Sir, these people are bullying other students. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I stepped in." Chen Ge grabbed the male student by his collar. "When I came in earlier, he was being beaten up by those people. It was me who helped him."
"But I only saw you beating up other people!" The old headmaster looked very angry, and there was disappointment on his face. He walked to the male student. "Were the people lying on the ground beating you earlier?"
"We were just practicing with him. Shen Qing, quick, answer us!" The people who bullied him earlier finally found their savior, and they screamed loudly.
The male student in the taekwondo outfit opened his mouth, but he did not speak for a long time. In the end, he seemed to come to some kind of decision. He pointed at the students lying on the ground. "They said that all new members have to go through this process. When the first new student was beaten up by them for fun, I did not say anything. In fact, under their pressure, I also used the child as practice. When the second new student was bullied, I still maintained my silence until it was my turn."
Shen Qing was not scared. He chose to tell the truth. "I've made mistakes before, but I won't do it again."
Everyone in the room stared at Shen Qing. He was very afraid. His shoulders and legs were shaking, and his voice was unnatural.
"Sir, you've seen it for yourself. The people lying on the ground deserved it. I'm not bullying them; I'm helping the students who were bullied." Chen Ge waved for Xu Yin and the headless woman to continue their assault on Han Song. Han Song, who was lying in the middle of the room, was a bloody mess. He looked like he was about to die.
However, strangely enough, the boy kept staring at Shen Qing. His gaze was complicated, and it contained many emotions.
The development of things was different from Han Song's own experience. When he was being framed, no one stood up to help him. Even if he did help others, they would not appreciate it and would stay away from him for various reasons.
"Perhaps it's because I'm a monster that people are doing this?"
To teach Han Song a memorable lesson, Chen Ge did not have his employees go easy on him. Being ganged up on by three Red Specters at the same time, it was already surprising that Han Song managed to hold on for so long.
His body became somewhat illusory, his blood-red clothes dimmed, and the memories in his mind became blurry. His past obsession surfaced before his eyes. His red eyes were filled with negative emotions, and there was not a shred of hope.
"I've become the person I hate the most, but this doesn't make me happy. It's obvious that no one can bully me anymore."
His swollen body gradually returned to normal, but the stench on his body did not dissipate. Instead, it became thicker and thicker, as if the despair lingering in his heart was slowly fermenting.
"If only I wasn't a monster. Everyone wouldn't hate me, and Father wouldn't despise me."
Something was pressing down on his head, and the curse was like a venomous snake slithering in his body. The longer it dragged on, the worse his condition became.
Han Song wanted to escape, but all the exits were sealed. He felt his body slowly diminishing, as if it was being torn apart.
"So tired …"
He felt an indescribable drowsiness coming from all over his body. Just as he was about to close his eyes, a short and fat old man stood in front of him.
The old man was not tall, and his face looked kind, but at that moment, his expression was very serious.
"Chen Ge, perhaps you think it's fine even if you kill him, but I hope you can reconsider this. This child was once a victim. You hate school bullying, but it is not wise to use violence against violence because one day, you will run into someone scarier than you." The old headmaster had a rough idea of Chen Ge's plan before he entered the door, but when he walked to Han Song's side, he was still spooked. A fight between Red Specters was a hundred times crueler than a normal Specter.
He realized that the few Red Specters under Chen Ge's command were really intent on killing. They wanted to consume this Red Specter and pluck out his heart!
"You can't do that." The old headmaster refused to budge. He meant it from his heart.
Actually, he had wronged Chen Ge. Of the three Red Specters, other than Xu Yin, who would carry out Chen Ge's request one hundred percent, the other two Red Specters had already lost their minds, and Chen Ge could not command them.
"Sir, are you sure you want to help them?"
"Human nature is kind. Even in the darkest abyss, there will be flowers that bloom." The old headmaster looked at Chen Ge seriously. "Do you mind if I talk to him alone?"
"He is a Red Specter."
"I know."
The old headmaster was a very stubborn person. To prevent any accidents from happening, Chen Ge purposely had the red high heels stay behind.
"You can all leave now. By the way, have the lady remove the curse as well. It's too dangerous." The old headmaster saw through Chen Ge's plan with one glance. He gave Chen Ge a reassuring look. After everyone left, he personally closed the door to the study room.
Chen Ge was worried about the old headmaster. He stuck close to the gap to peek. Once the headmaster was in danger, he would rush in immediately.
Through the gap, Chen Ge saw the old headmaster help Han Song up and whisper something to him.
At first, he was the only one talking, but slowly, Han Song started to reply. The two of them conversed for more than ten minutes. Suddenly, Han Song went berserk, but the old headmaster did not hide. He stood in front of Han Song, and his voice became much louder.
Chen Ge could hear the words' monster 'and' family 'from outside the door.
The berserk Han Song did not harm the old headmaster. In the end, he followed the old headmaster out of the study room.
"The child has agreed to join us. He has already been punished for his mistake. I hope you can give him another chance." The old headmaster looked at Chen Ge sincerely. "Actually, he hates bullying more than we do, but he has fallen into a maze and found the wrong way out."
Han Song, who stood behind the old headmaster, was still quite afraid of Chen Ge. He hunched his back and kept his head lowered like he did not want to appear that tall.
"Sir, he is not one of us. The safest way is for him to join us in a different way." Chen Ge pointed at Bai Qiulin's stomach. He ignored Han Song. Since he was going to be the bad guy, he had to follow through with it.
"Chen Ge, I'm begging you this time." Since the old headmaster had said that, Chen Ge did not insist.
He agreed to Han Song's joining and then pulled the old headmaster to the side. "Sir, I'm curious how you managed to convince him. Can you tell me the whole process? "
Chen Ge wanted to learn from the old headmaster. He had a feeling that he would be able to use it in the future.
"I can't tell you. He chose to trust me, so I have to help him keep the secret." The old headmaster always treated people with sincerity. He had been tricked many times, and he had suffered greatly, but he did not change because of that. After experiencing many things, this sincerity finally met some people who could understand him. Those people had been by his side and protected him. "But I still have to thank you. Without your beating, no matter how much I tried to persuade him, it would have been useless. But next time, please don't beat him to death."
The old headmaster was also afraid. If he had entered the room a moment later, Han Song might have disappeared.
"I have a plan. This school is filled with very special children, so I can only use a very special method to educate and guide them. I guess that counts as teaching according to their aptitude." Chen Ge surreptitiously turned back to glance at Han Song. "Find out their strengths, but at the same time, I will not avoid their weaknesses. Then I will use my own method to help them break through their personal limitations and step onto a brand new life!"
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