Yin Huo's eyes reddened instantly, his lips pressed tightly shut without a word,
Bai Shan: ...
This look, anyone who saw it would feel like he was the one being bullied, yet all he had done was ask a question.
After gathering his energy, Bai Shan said, "If you have any issues, come to me directly, don't let your sister go to my relatives and friends. If you feel aggrieved, feel free to bring in the scholars as witnesses so we can debate it again."
Yin Huo, with reddened eyes, ignored him.
Bai Shan felt a sense of powerlessness in trying to communicate with him. He had wanted to either fight it out or just clear the air properly, but seeing him with his head down, refusing to communicate, he suddenly felt helpless.
Seeing Bai Shan's grim expression and fearing they would start fighting on the spot, Peng Zhiru hastily came up from the back of the classroom, grabbed his shoulder, and whispered, "We can sit down and talk slowly, don't rush."
