"Pfft..."
An Ruoxing couldn’t hold back and spat out a mouthful, then quickly rushed out under Zhao Shanhe’s murderous gaze.
Yelling at Old Man Shen and Li Changkong: "What are you two doing? What’s the occasion here? Everyone, shut up."
Old Man Shen and Li Changkong looked bewildered: "Deputy Chief, what’s the matter? Can’t we even chat as brothers without committing a cri?"
"Do we even lose the right to speak?"
Old Man Shen looked heartbroken: "I’ve spent my life risking it all, and now I’m in such a pitiful state?"
Li Changkong looked despondent: "Turns out I can’t even talk and discuss things with my big brother... sigh, I’ve really seen it all..."
With a bang.
An explosion sounded in the hall.
It was Commander Zhao who had smashed the table and stord off.
I’m about to explode.
Caught with bla and mockery, and there’s nothing I can say. Plus, I have to keep taking the bla and being suppressed...
Old Man Shen said to An Ruoxing: "Deputy Chief, who is this guy inside with such a temper? This is really ungentlemanly, destroying public property, shouldn’t he compensate? If everyone starts following his example and smashing things, where does the Southeast Headquarters’ authority lie?"
"Shut up, you!"
An Ruoxing leaned closer to him and said viciously: "The man’s walked away in a huff, and you’re still at it??"
Old Man Shen chuckled, lowered his voice and said: "I’ve prepared fifteen jokes just for Zhao Shanhe. As long as he’s around, I’ll perform them for him."
"..."
An Ruoxing’s face was full of black lines.
He poked Old Man Shen’s forehead with his finger, gritting his teeth and cursing softly: "You’re such a jerk."
Old Man Shen wasn’t having it, grabbing him: "Who are you calling a jerk? Explain it clearly..."
An Ruoxing slipped away and returned to the hall.
Zhao Shanhe had left, and he had to take charge of the situation.
Otherwise, the Southeast Headquarters’ selection would beco a joke.
Rubbing his temples, he sighed inwardly, Zhao Shanhe really was down on his luck.
Just barely used so ans to suppress a re junior steward, and ended up running into the tough at of the entire Baiyun Martial Academy.
Now, during this period, sotis in etings at the headquarters, the Baiyun Martial Academy’s Mountain Master Gao Qingyu was always present.
Every ti the leaders asked, ’The eting’s over, does anyone have anything else to say?’
Gao Qingyu would definitely be the first to stand up and shout: "I, Gao Qingyu of Baiyun Martial Academy, am reporting the Southeast Region Chief Zhao Shanhe for abusing power, embezzlent, bribery, ousting dissidents, suppressing newcors, shalessly defying decency, and acting appallingly, who really should beco the Yemo Sect Leader..."
Zhao Shanhe’s lifeti reputation was pretty much ruined by this gang of old rascals.
...
Returning to the hall.
An Ruoxing smiled and said: "Everyone, go outside and wait. The selection battle starts in the afternoon. Rember to be there and watch by the arena."
He looked at Fang Che and said: "Since we’re only taking the first place, the first-place reward is a thousand rit points. Understand?"
"Got it."
Fang Che smiled warmly and respectfully: "General An is truly a good person."
An Ruoxing rolled his eyes.
I’m a good person... so Zhao Shanhe’s the bad guy?
Damn, you’re just dead set on giving Zhao Shanhe a breakdown, aren’t you?
The crowd walked out in single file.
The others all looked deeply at Fang Che as they left, but only twenty or so King level mbers of Baiyun Martial Academy stayed behind, surrounding Fang Che with smiles.
"Fang Xiaohua is truly fierce."
"Absolutely, I was dumbfounded earlier."
Fang Che quickly put on a bitter smile: "You think I wanted to be this fierce? Why don’t you take a turn being fierce?"
"No way, no way."
Twenty people shook their heads like rattles.
We’re good at watching the show, but when it cos to performing, thanks, but no thanks.
"The truly fierce ones are Master Shen and Instructor Li."
Another student sighed: "I also want to speak like them, but unfortunately, I’m not strong enough."
"Hehe... you can give it a try."
The crowd rolled their eyes in unison and walked out together.
Old Man Shen swaggered over to block Fang Che, glaring: "Kid, aren’t you missing sothing?"
Li Changkong also looked angry: "I think you forgot sothing."
Fang Che widened his eyes in confusion: "What?"
His mind racing, but he couldn’t rember.
What did I forget?
Old Man Shen squinted and slapped Fang Che on the back of his head, knocking him down with a slap, nacingly saying: "Where’s the damn wedding wine!? "
Fang Che suddenly realized, holding his bruised head, got up only to be slapped down again by Li Changkong’s hand in the sa spot, knocking him down once more: "Where’s the wedding wine for the four of us!?"
Fang Che, holding his head, apologized repeatedly: "It’s my fault, it’s my fault, I’ve been too busy lately and forgot, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’ll make up for it as soon as I get back, definitely."
Another two slaps landed: "Still waiting to make up for it when you get back?!"
"I’ll make up for it this afternoon after the fight, Night ng and I will toast you two professors... I’ll make up for it again with a big one once I return."
The two of them snorted: "That’s more like it."
Old Man Shen grumbled: "I’ve been urging you today and tomorrow, and you act so aloof like a gentleman, unwilling to commit. As soon as I take my eyes off you for a few days, you sneakily get married... Damn, when I found out I was so angry I didn’t eat for a whole day!"
"My fault, my fault..."
"Hmph!"
From a distance on the high platform, Ye ng watched this scene, pursing her lips in a smile.
Yet, she also felt a bit of sympathy.
These two an well, but... hitting Fang Che like this, she still felt a bit of heartache. Though it didn’t actually hurt...
So she walked over gracefully, bowed and said softly: "Young master... he’s been talking about it every day these past days, saying no matter what, to invite Master Shen and Instructor Li for a good al, but he’s been too busy lately, closed himself up recently, I couldn’t even see him..."
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