One of them just died; the girls have no right to refuse.

The old man didn't seem to care. He pulled the women into his arms and gently stroked their delicate skin with his fingers. "Don't be afraid. As long as you behave, you won't die. You'll live a life of luxury."

Erling University, lecture hall.

Qi Jiu, who had closed her eyes for a nap, suddenly opened them.

Looking at the results on the big screen, I couldn't help but chuckle. Now, they've been exposed, haven't they? They should only do what they're capable of, otherwise what will they do next?

Like now, with such a huge drop, do you know how to explain it to your team?

"The result is now quite clear, so let's congratulate Team Y on winning this stage of the competition!"

An Ran, who had been watching the game intently, saw a bunch of red markers under her opponent's name on the big screen. This result, which she had initially guessed, could now be considered a certainty.

Anger slowly rose within them, and Chang Xiaoyuan and the other man, having witnessed this far, roughly understood what was amiss.

Qi Jiu sat in her seat, her eyes never leaving the members of Nasaya. She remembered that this student's name was... Harry, right?

But putting those issues aside for now, it's quite impressive that Zero was able to find Harry.

The competition was over, and the people in the lecture hall slowly dispersed. Once most of the people in the classroom had left, Qi Jiu and the others noticed that Harlin, who was standing on the front stage, still hadn't made a single move.

The few people who originally wanted to ambush them no longer need to go through that trouble.

"Why isn't he moving? But that's perfect, I still have some questions to ask." An Ran narrowed her eyes and chuckled.

The girl stood up and walked down the steps one by one, heading straight towards Harry, with An Ran and the others following behind her.

Harry, who was sitting at the front, seemed lost in thought until Qi Jiu stood in front of him. He then slowly came to his senses and blinked somewhat bewilderedly.

"you……"

"Harry, would you like to talk?"

Harry glanced at An Ran behind the girl, a guilty look flashing across his face. He forced a smile and waved his hand.

"No, I don't think so. I have a match later, so I'll go first..."

Seeing the guilty look on his face, Qi Jiu had a premonition that the interrogation to come wouldn't be too difficult. "You don't have a match this afternoon, and you don't know any of your teammates well, so you have time."

She knew this guy would find an excuse to leave, so how could she not have investigated?

Meeting the girl's firm and confident gaze, Harry was taken aback, a flicker of panic crossing his face. He glanced at An Ran beside him, and finally could only nod.

On the way, the girl glanced at the group of people beside her. "Are you coming too?"

The upcoming conversation might touch on areas they're unfamiliar with, and perhaps even some not-so-secret secrets. It's not that they can't follow along, but they're worried that if she gets a lot of questions, she won't be able to explain.

An Ran was taken aback, then nodded naturally. "Of course, I can be considered half a victim in this match too."

Seemingly sensing her concerns, he smiled. "Don't worry, there are some questions we won't ask."

Since that's what they've said, Qi Jiu won't say anything more.

In a private classroom, Harry sat alone in his seat, while Qi Jiu and her group stood beside him like school bullies, looking down at him.

"What...what do you want to talk about?" Harry didn't dare to raise his head, keeping it down like a frightened schoolboy.

Looking at him now, even without asking, the group of people in front of him could guess what was going on.

“Let’s talk about the results of the first day of the competition.” Qi Jiu looked at him, tapped the table, and forced him to look up.

"You should recognize the person next to me; you were their opponents on the first day of this academic competition. You must remember him well, right?"

After all, she believed that Harry really wanted to win on the first day, and he lost because it was a short memory; otherwise, the outcome of the competition would have been different.

The girl's eyes were dark and deep, so captivating that one couldn't help but be drawn into them.

Harry glanced at An Ran beside him and nodded. "Yes, we were their opponents on the first day. But what's there to talk about with that result? Didn't your Chinese team win?"

He looked at the girl, who seemed to be arguing, or perhaps giving up the struggle.

At this moment, An Ran suddenly laughed. "Does winning mean we can let it go?"

Although the outcome is good, what if we don't win? Besides, Harry's initial score might help the Saiyan nation improve its score.

This is not only unfair to China, but also unfair to other countries. This matter cannot be left unresolved.

After hearing this, Harry fell silent.

Qi Jiu looked at him and stretched her neck. "The question I asked wasn't very difficult. Just answer truthfully."

Harry looked up at her and nodded hesitantly.

"Who told you about the leaked exam questions?"

The question hit the nail on the head, and Harry looked up at her abruptly, his panic and hesitation clearly visible. His slightly brownish eyes held a hint of guilt and fear.

"Um, I... I don't understand what you're saying."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qi Jiu wasn't angry, because she had already thought of this outcome; it could also be said to be human nature.

When talking about something that you yourself feel guilty about, you will subconsciously deny it if others ask you about it.

Whether you are Chinese or a foreigner, it's the same for everyone.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a saying in China: "One won't shed tears until one sees the coffin."

She looked at Harry, her smile unwavering. "But you should understand that we called you out for nothing else but this. You should have been prepared for this before you came, shouldn't you?"

Seeing him lower his head again, the girl pursed her lips.

“I know what you’re worried about, but if you tell the truth, I can keep this matter private and have the organizers quietly cancel your results from your first competition.”

From beginning to end, no one else will know about this.

“Idol…” Yu Qi seemed to think the punishment was a bit too lenient and spoke up subconsciously, but seeing Qi Jiu’s serious expression, she stopped talking.

Because she understood that Qi Jiu must have her own reasons for doing this.

Sure enough, as soon as those words were spoken, Harry's expression visibly relaxed.

Although I'm still a little hesitant, it's much better than before.