Oh no.

That was all Jing Yuan could repeat in his mind as he sat in the empty office whilst his son, Yanqing, sat next to him with a bandage on his nose bridge. His son had gotten into a fight, the principal informed him.

Thing is, he was pretty sure he never taught - no, wait, he did teach him self-defence. Even though he wasn't always present in his son's life due to his government status, he was sure he was a good kid.

"Did you at least win, buddy?" He asked, trying to lighten the mood.