Xia Zeming slammed the table and stood up, cursing, "I think you’re the one who doesn’t want a face. A perfectly good freshman competition, and you actually dare to sell tickets? That’s just ugly."
"You... you’re shameless." Su Mingze was so angry his nose was almost crooked. "The fun match itself is meant to increase public participation. It was decided by the organizers, and it’s a way to promote the freshman competition. And now you’re accusing me of selling tickets? You have no face."
"You have a face, you have a face, what face do you want?"
Su Mingze was shocked by Xia Zeming’s reckless behavior and couldn’t speak for a long time.
The rest of the guests were also stunned by the altercation between the two.
Is this the respected, high-ranking principal they knew?
And, Admiral Xia Zeming does have a bit of a thick face.
No wonder there have always been rumors that the two do not get along, starting from their young days with the competition between the two Zes, and it has never stopped over the years, getting worse as time goes on.
Xia Zeming’s assistant, head down, covered his face, pretending he didn’t exist.
Sitting with Xia Zeming, Fu Xing was unruffled and even seemed to be in a good mood as he watched the big screen. If it weren’t for the need to maintain his image in public, he would probably make a habitual little gesture like resting his chin in his hand.
"Alright, alright, stop fighting."
"Calm down, everyone, calm down."
The people around finally reacted and hurriedly intervened, but Su Mingze was still indignant, truly upset by what Albert School had done, "This is a competition, not a toy for Albert to play with. It’s so abominable, so childish..."
"Principal Su Mingze, what if Lance independently admitted defeat, thinking he could not win? It’s allowed to concede in the challenge match."
Su Mingze sneered, "Do you think that’s likely? You’re already saying ’what if,’ don’t you know in your heart?"
Alright! They had nothing more to say.
Xia Zeming was about to start cursing, aiming to infuriate Su Mingze in one go when he suddenly caught sight of Fu Xing out of the corner of his eye. With a righteous face, he pointed at Fu Xing—
"Su Mingze, I think the real shameless one is you. This year’s competition is hosted by your school with assistance from the Military Department. Choosing last year’s strongest students to duel with the new ones just admitted this year is one thing. But why don’t you criticize Fu Xing? Lin Fu is his wife. If you have any questions, you should ask him first."
Fu Xing: †ヽ(ﾟﾛﾟ;)ｷｪｰｯ!
In the guest seats, everyone quietly exchanged glances, finally sure that Admiral Xia Zeming really didn’t care about his face.
Albert’s integrity had gone up in the air, indeed true to its reputation. What a dashing, charming young master he was when he was young!
How did it turn out ?
Oh! Right, they better hurry and persuade Lance to transfer schools. Such a promising future admiral should not be ruined.
There’s already a sign that things are going astray.
But they believed Lance must have been coerced by Xia Zeming, he surely had his reasons.
In the Military Academy’s student exclusive area, everyone felt the same. Initially, they were even angrier, wishing they could jump into the screen and beat up Lin Fu, who had lost all decency. But seeing the dispute between the two big shots at the guest seats, they all calmed down.
Let Lin Fu gloat for a moment.
Only Lance could have let her. The next defender would be the Royal Starship Academy’s expert, and they were sure he would beat Lin Fu until she couldn’t be more dead.
The people from Albert, still occupying the seats in Zone 2, were shameless and proud.
"Sister Fu is so impressive."
"That bastard Lance, at least he’s smart."
Especially the members of Mervin Team, they felt so vindicated mentioning Lance, as at least one-third of those present had been captured by Lance, leading to a "misunderstanding" of sorts.