"This is even more satisfying than any public spat, silently slapping someone in the face so they can’t even let out a fart, yet they have to be humble, polite, and lower their attitude."
"There’s a mysterious thrill in such a silent rebuke, a high-quality face-slapping, don’t you think?"
In that moment, the students’ admiration for Nangong Jin rose to another level.
They whispered among themselves, "Wow, Jin Palace is so polite and gentlemanly."
"That’s true elegance."
"Jin Palace is really a great person."
"Low-key luxury with depth!"
"See? This is what a master looks like, what a grandmaster looks like, that Mr. Hong is so rude. Look how poised Jin Palace is."
"Exactly, Mr. Hong should apologize for what he said."
"Yes, he previously looked down on others, he should apologize!"
Hearing these student discussions and such strong support for Nangong Jin, Di Jinxuan felt delighted. Indeed, some situations and matters weren’t suitable for public confrontations; resolving conflicts discreetly was the behavior of ’nobles,’ dignified and imposing.
It wasn’t about staring angrily or puffing up in aggression at a few provoking words, but it also didn’t look weak—instead, it gave off a supremely dignified vibe.
For the first time, she really thought Nangong Jin was genuinely prestigious.
This really shows how important a person’s conduct is.
Naturally, Hong Wu also heard these student comments, turning red and white with embarrassment.
Nangong Jin raised an eyebrow, looking somewhat innocent, smiling casually as he asked, "Mr. Hong, what did you say about me earlier?"
Hong Wu felt awkward.


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