Rong Xin was not angered by Qin Siyang's words. Perhaps, in the process of accepting that he was an ordinary student, he had already heard similar remarks countless times.
"I hope your strength can match your pride."
Qin Siyang picked at his ear. "Beating you isn't exactly something to be proud of."
With that, he waved and headed toward Zhao Longfei's office.
After Qin Siyang left, the two beside Rong Xin watched his retreating figure and asked, "Rong Xin, do you really believe Principal Zhao wanted to see him?"
"Yeah, couldn't he have made up an excuse to avoid the fight and used Principal Zhao's name to scare us?"
Rong Xin glanced at them. "Would you dare use Principal Zhao's name to intimidate someone? For that matter, could you actually intimidate anyone with his name?"
The two ducked their heads. "We're not the Vice President of the Zhao Merchants' Association. How could we?"
"Then there you go." Rong Xin took a deep breath. "Whether it's true or not doesn't matter. Being able to invoke Principal Zhao's name is an ability of Qin Siyang's in itself. Let's go."
"Where?"
"To the computer lab. We'll post on the school forum about our fight at the Combat Arena in three days."
"Huh? Rong Xin, you're really going to help him publicize it?"
"I'm not publicizing it for him. I'm publicizing it for us. He was right. If we fought today, no matter which of us won, we'd face an endless stream of tiresome explanations. We might as well drum up some attention and fight with plenty of witnesses."
"But using the computer lab outside class hours costs money... Can't we post from our phones?"
"Do you ever pay attention in class? Our school's forum is on an intranet. You can only log in