If I make you a prosecutor, are you going to be the president of South Korea?

Hearing Lee Seung-hwan's mocking tone, Park Yeon-jin was almost driven mad with anger.

"Damn it! Are you crazy?!"

"You hit me, and you expect me to thank you?"

"I don't care who you are, you're not leaving here unscathed today!"

She stared intently at Lee Seung-hwan with a vicious and insane gaze.

Unexpectedly, Lee Seung-hwan said to Moon Dong-eun beside him, "Go, slap her."

Wen Dongen was taken aback.

But seeing the encouragement and support in Lee Seung-hwan's eyes, she gritted her teeth, strengthened her resolve, and stepped forward without hesitation to slap Park Yeon-jin.

Snapped!

Another crisp slap rang out.

Park Yeon-jin stared as Moon Dong-eun slapped herself across the face.

I'm starting to question the meaning of life.

No?

How dare she? !

How dare that despicable woman hit her?!

crazy!

That damn bastard must be insane!

Park Yeon-jin screamed loudly, and at this moment, Jeon Jae-joon, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't sit still anymore. Park Yeon-jin was now his girlfriend in name only, and he was determined to stand up for her when he saw her being beaten.

He stepped forward and angrily shouted at Li Chenghuan, "You bastard, where did this madman come from? Kneel down and kowtow to Yeonjin to apologize!"

Lee Seung-hwan ignored him completely, instead turning his gaze to Choi Hye-jung and Son Myung-oh, and said expressionlessly, "Why aren't you releasing this girl right now? Do you two want to go to jail? Don't you know that intentionally harming someone is a crime?!"

As a prosecutor, Lee Seung-hwan wielded power and exuded an imposing aura. After being reprimanded by him, Choi Hye-jung and Son Myung-oh quickly released Kim Kyung-ran.

When Jin Jinglan saw that her former best friend, Wen Dongen, had returned to school and rushed to the gymnasium to rescue her, she was overwhelmed with emotion. Overwhelmed with guilt, she threw herself into Wen Dongen's arms, sobbing uncontrollably: "Waaah... Dongen, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have been so cowardly, I shouldn't have backed down, letting you get captured by Park Yeonjin and the others. I'm so regretful, so guilty. I had already given up hope, but I never expected you to appear here. Thank you for saving me, waaaah..."

Jin Jinglan thought that Wen Dongen had come back specifically to save her.

I was so moved that I couldn't contain myself.

Moon Dong-eun was a little embarrassed. She wanted to say that it was actually the prosecutor who took her back to school, saying he was there to help her get revenge.

But this wasn't the time to explain. She simply held the nearly collapsing Kim Kyung-ran silently, came to Lee Seung-hwan's side, and watched Park Yeon-jin and the others warily.

At this moment, facing Jeon Jae-joon and his loyal lackey Sun Myung-oh, who stepped forward with an aggressive demeanor, Lee Seung-hwan remained calm as he looked at them. His gaze towards Jeon Jae-joon held a hint of mockery: "You, an illegitimate son who is not valued by your family, can only spend your days hanging out with these low-class delinquent girls. Is it because you are not valued by your biological father and the conglomerate family you belong to, and are treated like a marginal figure, that you have become so degenerate and self-destructive? To be honest, you really are a piece of trash, Jeon Jae-joon."

Lee Seung-hwan's hurtful words stunned Jeon Jae-joon, whose face instantly turned bright red as he felt an immense sense of humiliation.

There's a saying: "Don't hit someone in the face."

Lee Seung-hwan blatantly exposed Jun's shortcomings in front of so many people. Doesn't Jun have any pride?!

He immediately lost his composure and roared at Lee Seung-hwan:

"What nonsense are you spouting, you bastard! Do you think you're some top conglomerate heir or the eldest son of a congressman?"

"No matter what, I am still a member of a chaebol family."

"You're nothing but a nobody that that lowly girl Wen Dongen casually paid to back her up! How dare you humiliate me like this, you deserve to die!"

Upon hearing this, Li Chenghuan smiled and shrugged: "So you admit that you are a lowly illegitimate son who was abandoned by your own father, unable to return to your family, and sent here to fend for yourself with just a few dollars?"

This sentence once again caused Jeon Jae-joon to lose his temper and go berserk.

He couldn't hold back any longer and threw a punch at Li Chenghuan, vowing to smash this bastard's mouth open!

As a result, he arrived quickly, but was beaten even faster.

Ah!

A scream.

Before Jeon Jae-joon's fist could even touch Lee Seung-hwan, he was sent flying. Lee Seung-hwan kicked him several meters away, where he crashed heavily to the ground and rolled several times.

Quan Zaijun screamed in agony, feeling as if at least several of his ribs were broken, and the pain was so intense that he was about to faint.

"Ah, damn it! You dare hit me? I, I'll kill you! Sun Mingwu, you idiot, get on him right now!" Quan Zaijun gasped for breath as he lay on the ground, cursing Li Chenghuan while shouting for his underling Sun Mingwu to help.

Sun Mingwu looked at Li Chenghuan, who had a half-smile on his face, and his expression changed, showing some hesitation.

His intuition told him that this man in front of him was definitely not someone to mess with, and if he dared to make a move, he might end up like Jeon Jae-joon.

But if he doesn't take action, the consequences will be even worse.

Because after the man leaves, he will have to face the furious Jeon Jae-joon.

He followed Quan Zaijun around like a lackey, hoping to get some benefits from this rich kid, freeload some money, and incidentally, use his influence to act arrogantly in school.

But without Jeon Jae-joon, who would care about him anymore?

If he doesn't put in the effort now, Jeon Jae-joon will definitely hate him to death.

After much deliberation, he gritted his teeth and decided to take a gamble and first prove his loyalty to Jeon Jae-joon!

He was just about to charge forward when his vision blurred, and then he was hit on the head with a whip kick, knocking him out on the spot. He fell straight to the ground and slept peacefully.

Lee Seung-hwan withdrew his long legs, casually dusted off non-existent dust from his trousers, and looked at the three women—Park Yeon-jin, Lee Sa-ra, and Choi Hye-jung—who were stunned on the spot, and said nonchalantly, "Who else?"

"If you are not satisfied with me, you can also take action against me."

Hearing his words, Park Yeon-jin and the other girls were almost in tears.

This man is too cruel!

One kick crippled Quan Zaijun, one kick knocked out Sun Mingwu.

Two grown men couldn't even last a single move against him, damn it! Where did that bastard Wen Dongen find this boxing expert?

Looking at the three of them, Park Yeon-jin and her companions, who were too timid to speak, Moon Dong-eun felt a surge of satisfaction!

So even you have moments of fear, Park Yeon-jin!

Park Yeon-jin was both shocked and furious. She was so angry she was about to go crazy. She grabbed her hair and screamed, "Damn it! Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?! What do you want?!"

She looked like a complete lunatic.

Lee Seung-hwan frowned, barely suppressing the urge to kick her. He pointed expressionlessly at Moon Dong-eun and Kim Kyung-ran beside him and said, "Apologize to them and make compensation. Then pay for Dong-eun's medical treatment and get her forgiveness. That'll be the end of it."

"Because of you, these two innocent girls have suffered great physical and mental trauma, almost falling into the abyss of hell and feeling utterly hopeless. You should feel ashamed."

When Park Yeon-jin heard Lee Seung-hwan's request, it was as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world.

She laughed maniacally and said, "Damn it! There's no way I'll apologize to them!"

"Is it my fault that they are suffering? Is it my reason that they are in hell?"

"Damn it! These poor people have been in hell since birth!"

"These poor people are destined to be slaves to us rich people, to be exploited and bullied at will. I'm just letting them get used to it earlier. What's wrong with that?"

"In a way, they should thank me. If I hadn't bullied them, would they have dared to fight back? Would they have come to their senses?"

Hearing Park Yeon-jin's cruel, realistic, and extremely critical words, Lee Seung-hwan couldn't help but want to give her a thumbs up.

Damn it, who can be more shameless than you, Yeonjin!

Lee Seung-hwan actually agreed with Park Yeon-jin's words to some extent; reality is indeed cold and cruel.

The poor are only fit to be used as expendable resources, as stepping stones for the rich and powerful, and trampled into the dust.

But I'm sorry.

I, Lee Seung-hwan, am also a beneficiary of the system, a member of the powerful elite, and my status is several levels higher than yours, Park Yeon-jin!

The right of interpretation belongs to me!

and so.

Snapped!

He slapped Park Yeon-jin again.

Then, pinching her smooth chin, he brought his face close to hers, met her gaze, and, seeing her panicked and terrified expression, coldly revealed her proud true identity.

"So what does all that have to do with you?"

Do you consider yourself either a member of the powerful elite or the daughter of a tycoon?

No, you are not either.

"You also come from a single-parent family. On the surface, you appear glamorous, but in reality, you rely on your mother, who works as a pimp, providing young girls for the rich to play with at will?"

"Are you proud of being the brothel madam's daughter?"