Led by the teacher in charge of negotiating with the organizing committee, Wang Shengrong and his son Wang Zheng followed one after the other to a spacious conference room.

When I pushed open the door, there were already three staff members waiting inside.

Upon seeing Wang Zheng, the other party immediately stood up and greeted him very politely.

"Wang Zheng, Teacher Wang, I've heard so much about you. I'm Cui Shenghui from the Martial Arts Tournament organizing committee. Thank you both for taking the time to come. Thank you for your help."

Since he was already there, Wang Zheng was very polite.

"Hello, Teacher Cui. I was just discussing tactics with the students. I wonder what important matter you've called me here for? You're not asking me to pay back the venue fees for Imperial University, are you? I don't have any money. I'll have to ask our principal..."

This statement highlights someone's competence and ability to advance or retreat as needed.

The implication is that I still have a competition to play, and I shouldn't bother you unless it's something important. If it's about the damage to the venue yesterday, I should talk to Chu Tianxing.

Seeing Wang Shengrong glare at Wang Zheng, Cui Shenghui quickly started laughing it off.

"Student Wang is joking. I am not a teacher at Beijing University. I currently work for the Ministry of Education and am also representing the organizing committee."

As for the venue issue, that's even less of a problem. It was an issue raised by their university, Beijing University, and it was also a mistake by our organizing committee. How could we ask student Wang to compensate us?"

At this point, he changed the subject.

"However, we know that Wang Zheng has also perfectly inherited... cough cough... knowing that Wang Zheng's strength is amazing, we have another request. We hope that Wang Zheng will not try to damage the field like this again next time."

After all, once is enough. Besides, Master Fang personally reinforced the venue this time. Even if Wang could do it, he would waste even more spiritual energy, which would not only be a loss but would also affect his performance in the competition.

It has to be said that dealing with these officials is exhausting; a single sentence can be circled around in circles, which is why Wang Zheng doesn't want to deal with them.

Before Cui Shenghui could even finish speaking, and before Wang Zheng and Wang Shengrong could respond, Teacher Ma, who had been leading the way in with such gentle manners, couldn't hold back any longer.

He slammed his fist on the table and stood up, shouting:

"What do you mean by this? Are you targeting Nanjing University specifically? There's no precedent for this. You know Wang Zheng is just a student in the treatment department, yet you still impose such demands on him. Is this reasonable? Are you taking advantage of the fact that Nanjing University has no one to rely on?"

The teacher's sudden protectiveness startled Wang Zheng, who quickly grabbed his arm to avoid escalating the conflict.

Wang Shengrong, however, kept a low profile, didn't say a word, and didn't care at all, intending to leave everything to Wang Zheng to handle.

In the end, it took Wang Zheng a lot of persuasion to convince Teacher Ma to stop. Then, he smiled and asked Cui Shenghui:

"Okay, I agree. Is that all you want?"

"Wang Zheng, how could you agree to this? Isn't this blatant bullying? Why don't they ask others for help? If you back down one step, they'll want you to back down ten steps. This..."

While Teacher Ma was still indignant on behalf of Young Master Wang, Cui Shenghui on the other side was overjoyed to hear Wang Zheng agree and quickly said:

"That's all, that's all. It's so great that you understand, Wang Zheng. I've already come here with a thick skin just for that. How could I possibly ask for anything else?"

Wang Zheng calmly cupped his hands in greeting.

"Of course, of course. By the way, if I may ask, I remember there are no special restrictions on the weapons used in the martial arts tournament, right? Teacher Cui, please don't make things more difficult for me later, okay?"

Although Cui Shenghui was also curious about how Wang Zheng would respond, he still agreed verbally.

"Absolutely not, you can rest assured about that, Wang."

Ultimately, Cui Shenghui was just a messenger, and he was in a difficult position.

He was already very grateful that Wang Zheng was so understanding. As for what methods Wang Zheng would use to retaliate, that was none of Cui Shenghui's business.

If it weren't for the joint protest by the presidents of more than a dozen other universities last night, who wanted to target this suddenly emerging genius, and even alarmed the minister himself, he wouldn't have bothered with all this nonsense.

Moreover, judging from the minister's words, he seemed quite interested in this kid and hoped to bring out more of his abilities, which is why he gave him a few special instructions.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered offending anyone by making this special trip.

The Ministry of Education has high hopes for such promising young talents with excellent backgrounds.

Moreover, he had made a special inquiry before setting off and heard that even the minister was paying close attention to Wang Zheng, and that the issue of the venue was just a formality. Could this kid really be capable of destroying the barrier reinforced by the Grandmaster...?

Having received a positive response, Wang Zheng politely expressed his intention to leave. Cui Shenghui, having completed his mission, naturally saw him off with a smile.

Even after the boy had walked away, the smile on his face did not fade.

Just then, Wang Zheng's voice, trying to persuade Teacher Ma, came from the distant corridor.

"Teacher Ma, please don't be angry. It's nothing serious, it's not that big of a deal."

Besides, didn't you see that the principal lent me all his storage rings? Well then, if you're still angry, help me find a place to melt down ten or eight alloy ingots. Size and quality don't matter, the heavier the better. We..."

Upon hearing Wang Zheng's ingenious idea, Teacher Ma's eyes lit up, and he repeatedly praised it.

This is a case of old-fashioned guns evolving into cannons, a true example of overwhelming force.

The hot-tempered old Ma was no longer annoyed or angry, and happily went to help Wang Zheng find weapons... oh, no, I mean, shells.

The two teachers who had been standing behind Cui Shenghui changed their expressions instantly upon hearing these words.

"Oh... I was too smug just now. I restricted others from damaging the area, and now look what's happened! They've brought their own weapons and ammunition, and they're even using storage rings to carry them. Isn't that cheating? How am I supposed to play now..."

The two, preoccupied with their own thoughts, quickly greeted Cui Shenghui and then hurriedly ran away.

At this point, Cui Shenghui's smile widened even more. No wonder the minister valued him; his mind worked incredibly fast…