"So you're saying there's no way?" Qin Fen asked mildly, looking at Qin Jun's face.
The old hand was amused the moment he heard that. Was that supposed to be a threat? You think I'm scared?
The students behind them all looked at Big Chef. "Can Mr. Qin work something out?"
"No idea. Mr. Peng's out of options, anyway. Look how angry he is. He's practically a tomato now."
"What could he possibly do? Didn't you hear? Other people got the same arrangements, too. We're just the only university!"
"Basically, it's because we're not famous!"
"Knowing that is enough. Could you please not say it out loud and make me feel worse? I'm hurting enough already."
"I don't think our chances are good. The guy might not give Mr. Qin any face!"
"Surely not? Our teacher's so badass he wouldn't even give the Martial Arts Association face. He must have some confidence, right? Why else would he challenge him?"
"I don't know either. This isn't the Martial Arts Association!"
An idea stirred in Qin Jun's mind. Rather than answering Qin Fen directly, he called over a female student from his school. "Xiao Hua, come here! I'll check whether there are any openings for you!" With that, he walked aside and even got into his car!
Xiao Peng watched him leave, dumbfounded. What he had said seemed perfectly reasonable, and many students felt a little more hopeful. What if there really was an opening?
The Queen Mother sneered and moved beside Qin Fen. This was stalling. Sun Yujie, who knew all the tricks of officialdom, also looked grave. That was a fine bit of Tai Chi deflection, and there was nothing you could even criticize. He had called someone over and said he would check for you, but he still wouldn't