Within a certain small town in Yunqin, in an alley, an older private school instructor dressed in a moon white long gown was currently holding a ruler in one hand, a scroll in another, moving his head as he instructed more than twenty children.

Suddenly, a wave of footsteps sounded. A drunkard whose eyes were bloodshot rushed into the classroom. He directly grabbed this private school instructor’s sleeves, dragging him out. “Do you know what kind of time it is? Yet you are still in the mood to teach… Why don’t you try and listen to what kind of things are happening outside?”

“Niu Tuzi! I always told you that alcohol makes a fool, yet you don’t listen. Today, you are already this drunk, even disrupting the classroom, preposterous! If you do not let go right now, see if I don’t strike you with this ruler!”

The older instructor stared blankly for a moment. Then, his face immediately became entirely red, shouting out angrily.

This drunkard was originally his good friend, but he enjoyed drinking, often getting drunk. He didn’t listen no matter how many times he was advised. Only, rushing straight into the classroom, this was the first time in the past decade.

“Old Xu, I am not looking for trouble because I am drunk, I am completely sober!”

When he saw that this instructor already raised his ruler, this middle-aged drunkard’s eyes shed tears. “Meteor City Principal Zhang defended...