"Damn it, what are you pulling me for?" Yang Yi, tugged by Lin Fatty, seemed even more uneasy, as he too felt a chilly breeze brushing past, as if something was fixed on him from behind.

"Brother Yi... Brother Yi..." Lin Fatty called out, his face far from pleasant.

Yet Principal Li still wore that same ambiguous smile, which only made Yang Yi feel increasingly restless. He couldn't help but turn his head to look, and with a 'thud!' his heart immediately sank. He thought, My God, can such a coincidence truly exist in this world? Staring at the person standing at the door, whose mouth was curved in a smile but whose eyes were spitting fire, Yang Yi felt his future darken completely...

"Call me Daddy? Call me Mommy? Hmm, that's a fine suggestion."

Indeed, the person standing at the door was Li Qian herself. She stared at Yang Yi with a sinister grin as she walked in, looking as if—no, she must have clearly heard every word exchanged between Yang Yi and Principal Li.

Yang Yi couldn't help but sigh at his carelessness, breaking out in a cold sweat. What he said today was different from yesterday. Yesterday, he had gone along with the girl's temperament for a specific purpose, but not today. Before leaving the house, he had been thinking about how to shake off this girl's entanglement, but now, Oh my heavens, the more Yang Yi thought about it, the bigger the trouble grew. He quickly tucked his tail between his legs and stammered, "Uh... Principal, we need to get back to class, so we'll be leaving now. You don't need to ask me to let your granddaughter off the hook."

"Hey... hey... what do you mean by that, you brat?" Principal Li asked in confusion upon hearing Yang Yi's words.

But moments later, he understood what Yang Yi meant. A line of cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and he chuckled sheepishly, "See, Qian'er, it's not Grandpa's fault. That brat was tricking you, hehe, hehe!"

"Is that so? Hmm..." Li Qian shot her grandfather a sharp look, snorted, and walked out of the principal's office.

Principal Li slapped his forehead, instantly feeling dizzy. He grumbled internally, Heavens above, I really spoiled her rotten since childhood. Now I’m going to pay for it. And that brat actually set me up.

"Haha, I never would have thought, I never would have thought, Old Li, you're actually letting your granddaughter push you around like this?" A voice suddenly appeared, startling Principal Li not with fright, but perhaps with sheer astonishment, though his reaction appeared very ordinary.

"What? Old Yang, when did you pick up the habit of climbing through windows? Hmm?" Principal Li's expression suddenly turned serious as he teased lightly.

"Hehe, I've always been good at such tricks. What, you’re still the same old way?" An old man finished speaking and leaped in from outside the window. This person was none other than Yang Yi’s grandfather, Old Yang.

Principal Li turned around, walked over to his tea table, sat down, and proceeded to brew a pot of Longjing. The newcomer also casually sat across from Principal Li, picked up the freshly brewed Longjing tea, took a small sip, and sighed, "Old Li has excellent taste. Top-grade Longjing tea."

"Stop flattering yourself, you old coot. Go on, what brings a rare visitor like you here today?" Principal Li shot a sidelong glance at the man who clearly had no manners.

"Does that even need saying?" Old Yang replied with a subtle, meaningful smile.

"Sigh... all monsters, all monsters. Your two grandsons are truly remarkable. Old Yang, how on earth did you train them!" At this moment, Principal Li seemed like a different person. Gone was the dignity of a principal, gone was the doting affection of a grandfather toward his granddaughter; all that remained was a face etched with jealousy.

"Gah, don't be such a coward. Your granddaughter isn't bad either. Though she likes to throw tantrums, she’s decent at heart when it counts. It’s just that no one has managed to temper her sharp edges yet. How can I lose out on such a great advantage to you, and you’re still not satisfied?" Old Yang said with a knowing ambiguity.

Principal Li froze for a moment upon hearing this, then seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but curse jokingly, "Damn it, you old fellow, I haven't even said I’m doing a losing business, and you claim you’re the one losing out?"

"Hehe, so be it, so be it." Old Yang sipped his tea lightly. The way they interacted was like old friends who hadn't met in years, bantering casually.

"Cut the theatrics. But I must say, your grandson does have some real talent. Although he hasn't produced anything tangible yet, I can sense his power. Shouldn't you get to the main point?" Principal Li's face suddenly became blank, and he asked very seriously.

"No, I’m just here to help that brat do what needs to be done last. Moreover, the path ahead should be one he walks himself." A sliver of coldness flashed in Old Yang’s eyes, and he continued, "Old Li, you should understand the delicate situation between your First High School and City A right now. Shouldn't it be time for you to let go?"

"Hmm? Your grandson is finally making a move?" Principal Li’s mouth curved upwards.

"You could say that. I don't think the time for him to act will be long now!" Old Yang stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the scenery with a completely natural air.

Principal Li didn't seem bothered. He took a sip of his tea, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "I can let go, but you must let me know the strength of your grandson first. If I don't even know if the opponent is strong enough to warrant me letting go, wouldn't that be..."

"Old Li, you should know very well, how many people who emerged from the Cave of the Dead exist in all of Huaxia?" Old Yang grinned proudly.

Indeed, the moment Principal Li heard the words 'Cave of the Dead,' his whole body trembled. An inexplicable, strange light flickered in his eyes, which then vanished with a smile; "Haha, it seems you really found him. You found the successor worthy of inheriting your mantle."

"Sort of. It’s just that this brat still needs training. Although his current strength is enough to instill fear, he is ultimately not mature enough yet!"

Hearing Old Yang say this, Principal Li understood that anyone who walks this path must have their bones strained and their minds exhausted. He glanced at Old Yang and said, "It seems my Bing Jian Society should be incorporated into your Black God Gang soon enough."

"No, not yet!" Old Yang responded.

"Oh?" Principal Li uttered a questioning 'oh!'

"Old Li? Haven't you noticed? Is there any difference in the way that brat looked at you today compared to usual?" Old Yang turned back and smiled faintly.

"Could it be..." Principal Li jolted, as if he, too, had sensed something.

"When I was hiding by the window, he noticed me long ago. Furthermore, I believe he already knows your true identity. The reason he didn't expose it is likely because he feels the time isn't right yet. Old Li, whatever you do, don't underestimate him, or you’ll regret it." After saying this, Old Yang leaped and jumped out of the window.

This left Principal Li stunned. To be precise, this man possessed a double identity: the mysterious Old Man who was the principal of the First High School, and the leader of the Bing Jian Society. Undeniably, this fellow was extraordinary.

"It seems new generations rise up in every era. But even if he resolves the obstacles in City A, what about the world outside?" After saying this, Principal Li poured himself more tea and sipped it contentedly, though his eyes shone with the light of wisdom; "Old Yang, it looks like I still need to give you a hand..."

[The grand recommendation is finally here! First off, thank you to all the brothers for your support. I urge you to continue supporting me wholeheartedly during this period. I will strive to update diligently. I can't promise many things, but I guarantee the updates won't stop. This book will be great, powerful, so please don't forget to collect and recommend. Go forth with spirit, let the roaring begin!]