Detecting the malice emanating from Mr. Yan, Qin Nuo remained calm and casually said, "Mr. Yan, which of your students do you think I resemble?"

As he spoke, Qin Nuo's gaze didn't waver; instead, he stared directly at Mr. Yan.

Those eyes, gradually filled with bloodshot veins, exuded an uncontrollable ferocity.

After a few seconds of staring into those terrifying eyes, Mr. Yan averted his gaze and chuckled warmly, "Perhaps it's just my paranoia acting up. My students are all well-behaved and sensible kids, none of them have such a frightening look in their eyes as you do, teacher."