Lu Jinshu cocked his head, staring thoughtfully at Shen Fanyun before slowly nodding. "Yeah, I quit a long time ago. My granddaughter won't let this old man smoke, and since my health is really failing me, I had no choice but to quit."
So, this old chain-smoker actually has some willpower?
Back in the day, Lu Jinshu had not only been affectionately called "the Old Man" at school but also mockingly nicknamed the "Master of White Mist." He'd always had a cigarette in his mouth; it was an absurd habit.
"It was tough to adjust at first, but I later realized quitting wasn't such a big deal," Lu Jinshu muttered, his mind racing. Who on earth is this Shen Fanyun? How does he know so much about my past, even the nickname my students gave me? Could he be a former student from Hangcheng No.1 Middle School?
As they spoke, the group arrived at the principal's office.
Han Wenshan, having composed himself, clenched his teeth and slammed his hand on a nearby desk. "Arrest him!"
