Qin Nuo's expression changed slightly. He naturally took a step back, discreetly pulling out the Bone-Cracking Hammer and hiding it behind him. With a slight smile, he said, "So you're Xiaolong's parents. Your child has been doing well at school. If there's anything you need to discuss with me, there's no need to block the restroom door. How about we talk in the office?"

Yesterday, a bone nail had cracked Tang Xiaolong's forehead. There was no need to ask; it was obvious the parents had come to settle the score.

The two said nothing, their faces as pale as death, staring intently at Qin Nuo. The spreading corpse spots added a suffocating sense of death.

They stepped forward, forcing Qin Nuo into the restroom.