Hearing Gan Xingteng's harsh rebuke, Shi Feng was somewhat surprised and looked curiously at Gan Xingteng, whose face had already twisted out of shape.
He suddenly realized something.
White Tiger Martial Arts School might have already secured a partnership. They were simply planning to expand their recruitment while establishing a presence in God's Domain.
Gan Xingteng merely glared at the questioning White Tiger Martial Arts School students and said sternly, "If you want to join a game workshop, go ahead. Just don't blame me for not warning you when the time comes."
The White Tiger Martial Arts School students immediately fell silent.
All martial arts schools and training halls divided their students into two categories. One consisted of those who spent a considerable amount of money purely to exercise and learn some fighting techniques; they were not subject to any restrictions from the school. The other consisted of contracted students, who faced considerable restrictions but only needed to spend a small amount of money—or none at all—to receive the school's training. These students all dreamed of becoming professionals and were more like contracted artists at a talent agency.
Naturally, the students who had come here this time belonged to the latter category.
They had needed to pass layer after layer of assessments just to become contracted students of White Tiger Martial Arts School. After all, White Tiger Martial Arts School was extremely famous in the industry, and many well-known competitors had come from there. Being selected alone meant standing out from hundreds of others.
If White Tiger Martial Arts School expelled them, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Under such pressure, no one dared to entertain the thought of joining Zero Wing Workshop any longer.
"White Tiger Martial Arts School is really overbearing. Their contracted students don't even have the slightest