"Nothing! You're back just in time. Go with them and sort things out. I'll wait here for Xiao Ran and Aunt Yun!" Qiu Yuxuan told the instructors.
"All right, we'll head back first. These students are completely out of control. They can't even take a little provocation!" Old Teacher said, exasperated by their foolishness. This was clearly a trap, yet the students were scrambling to throw themselves into it.
With that, the Old Teachers headed back with a large group in tow. Qiu Yuxuan did not even have Wang Yunshu stay behind to wait.
She was one of the stronger students in that group. If it really came to a battle, she could do her part.
Wang Yunshu followed the instructors back toward the school's rooms, only to find the two sides facing off in the plaza.
Bruce had rounded up a group of freshmen from somewhere. They stood behind him, constantly taunting the Chinese students in an attempt to lure them to the Arena.
"What's wrong? Is this all the courage you Chinese freshmen have? You only dare play house on the Battlefield, but you're too scared to enter a real Arena?" As soon as Wang Yunshu arrived, she heard a tall, thin White man on the other side sneer.
"Hmph! What do you mean, going to the Arena? Which schools are you from? I'll have a proper talk with your Deans! Which of your schools allows freshmen to enter the Arena?" the Old Professor who had spoken with Qiu Yuxuan demanded angrily.
Although the Alliance had no explicit rule against it, every major university had school regulations forbidding students from engaging in illegal or disorderly activities. The Arena was not currently sanctioned by law, at least in most countries.
Thus, the Old Professor immediately seized on that point