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Upon hearing An Changqing's words, Qin Wu's expression turned indignant: "Damn it! I only found out about this when I was a senior in college."

"I thought that after Fu Wenyu and the others left, I could become the strongest person in this academy, so I naturally went to challenge the number one, but I lost miserably."

"It was at this time that my dad told me that this Liu Ruyan was just a ghost created by the principal to satisfy his cross-dressing fetish!"

An Changqing coughed twice: "Ahem, you can't say that. The principal was just trying to motivate us."

"I think he has a cross-dressing fetish, ugh, what a slovenly old man."

Since there were no outsiders around, Qin Wu simply started to speak without restraint.

He couldn't bear to see Chen Guan, this young junior, continue to be deceived by the ghost senior's lies.

Chen Guan is indeed very strong, but even if he is strong, it is impossible for him to defeat a tenth-level principal before graduation, right?

If his Dao heart were to be shattered as a result, it would be his fault.

However, Qin Wu estimated that Liu Ruyan should graduate smoothly this year.

After all, this year's class at Tsinghua University is too strong, and the university president may also rise in rank as a result.

With the principal gone, the ghost senior was naturally released.

……

evening.

Qin Wu lavishly booked the entire restaurant, and the sixteen-member group from Huaqing College were about to step through the door to celebrate their almost complete victory.

"Don't be shy, eat as much as you want!" Qin Wu patted his chest, his voice booming. "Especially Chen Guan and Yue He, even though the championship is already ours, tomorrow's final must be a grand affair!"

Just as everyone was about to enter, several figures at the doorway suddenly immobilized them all.

The lively atmosphere of the previous second was abruptly cut short by an invisible hand.

Leading the group was An Changsong, the president of the China Superpower Association.

Beside him, a gentle and graceful woman looked on with a smile.

On the other side was Su Jin.

All the students instinctively straightened their backs.

"Dad, what are you doing here? Mom, when did you get here?"

An Changqing was the first to react. He stepped forward with a smile on his face.

The person standing next to An Changsong just now was An Changqing's mother, Ruan Junya.

Su Yuehe also stepped forward, bowed slightly to Su Jin, and spoke very softly.

"Mother."

"Um."

Su Jin's response remained concise, her gaze lingering on her daughter for less than a second before shifting away, as if she were not familiar with her in public.

"Your mom was passing by, so your mom and I came over for a meal."

An Changsong said with a smile, patting An Changqing on the shoulder in a friendly tone, "You young people have a get-together, we old guys won't join in the fun. Have fun, but don't drink too much."

An Changsong put his arm around his wife's shoulder and turned to leave.

Many students breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing An Changsong leave.

Only after those figures completely disappeared around the street corner did Qin Wu dare to breathe heavily.

He exaggeratedly wiped away non-existent sweat from his forehead and leaned closer to whisper.

"My God, that was... the Speaker himself."

His voice was filled with relief at surviving the ordeal, and an unconcealable lingering fear.

"Otherwise what?" Long Ao shrugged. "You've seen that face on TV quite a few times, haven't you?"

"It's nothing, Mother... She was probably just passing by, it has nothing to do with us."

Su Yuehe barely managed to speak, her voice so soft it sounded like she was talking to herself.

Deep down, she was still a little disappointed. She had thought her mother was coming to see her, but it turned out to be just a chance encounter.

"Hey, everyone, don't just stand there, come in, come in, the food's all ordered."

Qin Wu quickly tried to smooth things over, loudly greeting everyone.

Chen Guan was recalling Ruan Junya's appearance just now.

As An Changqing's mother and An Changsong's wife, Chen Guan found this face quite unfamiliar.

Compared to her husband and son, Ruan Junya is far too low-key.

"What are you thinking about, Chen Guan? Hurry up, we're waiting for you."

Qin Wu's loud voice interrupted Chen Guan's thoughts.

He snapped out of his daze and followed the others into the restaurant's luxurious private room.

The huge round table was already laden with a dazzling array of dishes, steaming hot and fragrant, which dispelled the oppressive feeling that had been there at the entrance.

"Come, come, sit down, everyone."

Qin Wu greeted them like a host, then plopped down in the seat closest to the door.

"I'm paying today. I'll get angry with anyone who tries to be polite with me, especially you two."

He pointed to Chen Guan and Su Yuehe.

"The final is tomorrow, so I have to eat and drink well tonight and get plenty of rest."

Everyone took their seats, and the atmosphere finally warmed up again, naturally returning to the topic of the daytime match.

"Honestly, Bai Huanran's loss was not unjust. Yuehe, your Word of Power was too cheating."

Qin Wu picked up a piece of braised pork and sighed.

No way.

Su Yuehe sat next to An Changqing, sipping her juice. She was still in low spirits and only responded politely.

"It was Senior Bai who voluntarily admitted defeat, otherwise I would have been greatly exhausted."

An Changqing noticed her disappointment and said gently, "Don't think about it too much. The Speaker has always been like that. She definitely cares about you."

"I know."

Su Yuehe lowered her head, poking at the fish in her bowl with her chopsticks, and didn't say anything more.

Seeing this, An Changqing didn't dare to persuade him any further. He sighed and changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, tomorrow is the final."

He looked at Chen Guan opposite him: "As someone who has fought against both of you, I feel I have a lot to say."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes turned to him, even Qin Wu, who was engrossed in his food, perked up his ears.

"Oh? Senior Changqing, tell me quickly, who is more powerful, Coffin Brother or Senior Yuehe?"

Shan Heng had a gossipy look on his face.

"Well..."

An Changqing deliberately drew out his words in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping back and forth between Chen Guan and Su Yuehe.

"Yuehe's strength lies in her ability to simplify everything complex. She stands outside the rules, and all your attacks may become ineffective in front of her, or even turn against you."

As he spoke, he looked at Chen Guan again: "But Chen Guan is different."

"His strength lies in his ability to make simple things even simpler."

An Changqing picked up his teacup, took a sip, and moistened his throat.

"Kaga Shizuko's secret technique would be quite troublesome for me to handle."

"And the result?"

He shrugged: "He kicked me away."

So that's why.

An Changqing summarized: "One is to reason with you using rules, and the other is to directly overturn the table and not reason with you."

"I don't know what will happen when these two face off. Anyway, the arena will be in big trouble. I hope the organizers won't cut corners tomorrow and can change to a sturdier arena."

He made a joke, and the atmosphere in the private room immediately relaxed a lot.