"Young man, it's fine to talk tough, but don't do anything foolish! That's the Capital's Crown Prince, even I wouldn't dare to provoke him…" The principal said, his face a picture of shock.
"In the Capital, there's no one I'm afraid to provoke!" Ye Wudao said, walking straight to the desk and picking up a telephone.
"Who are you calling?" The principal and others looked on at Ye Wudao with puzzled faces.
Ye Wudao ignored them and spoke into the phone: "I want to speak to the Martial Department!"
Whoosh!
The Martial Department's phone line!
The principal and others were all stunned.
The Martial Department guarded Capital City, ensuring the safety of this city.
"Principal, seems like this kid isn't simple at all, being able to get through to the Martial Department's line…" The bald director whispered apprehensively.
"So what if he called the Martial Department? They won't pay any attention to him!" The principal wasn't optimistic about Ye Wudao's chances.
