Chu Changge was right.
When Teacher Slaughter hurried back, the traces previously left in the central square had been completely cleaned up.
He complained to the staff still in the square about his ordeal, explaining how he was beaten and humiliatingly hooded.
But everyone just thought he had hit his head on the lamp post and lost his mind.
"I never imagined you would have this kind of dream, being held and knocked out by the lower-class, even if you gave them two hundred courage, they wouldn't dare to do that."
"There were quite a few people in the square at that time. If you shouted once, he would be discovered. I don't think any lower-class person has the guts to abduct you in broad daylight. Besides, what would the lower-class do by abducting you? Punching you twice wouldn't bring any benefits and might even bring life-threatening risks."
With this said, Teacher Slaughter hesitated.
Was I really abducted by the lower-class? Was it that the lamp post truly damaged my head?
