Of the six people present, Fu Wanli had the most points?
How did that make sense?
Hadn't Zhao Sifang said Fu Wanli had fewer points than any of them?
They looked at Zhao Sifang.
Zhao Sifang scratched his head. "I didn't read it wrong. Fu Wanli really is sixth among the freshmen. His God-Hunting Points rank sixth, his Research Points are under a thousand, and his overall points still put him sixth..."
Hearing them discuss the freshmen, Fu Wanli asked, "You're freshmen too?"
Gu Yunpeng nodded. "All of us are."
Fu Wanli secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then flashed a confident smile, his features scrunching together like a baboon ruling over a mountain forest. "That's right. I'm Fu Wanli, sixth in this year's freshman class! Under Nanrong University's rules, you have fewer points than me, so you have to give me your seats!"
As he spoke, Fu Wanli kept his vicious gaze fixed on Gu Yunpeng's handsome face and deliberately pointed at him, looking as though he wanted to skin him alive.
Feeling that something was off about Fu Wanli, Zhao Sifang nudged Gu Yunpeng with his elbow. "Brother-in-law, he's giving you a pretty nasty look. Did you offend him?"
Gu Yunpeng shook his head. "I don't remember him at all."
Qin Siyang hadn't liked this inexplicably hostile Fu Wanli to begin with.
But seeing him single out Gu Yunpeng somehow stirred a sense of affinity in him.
When none of them moved, Fu Wanli frowned in displeasure. "Why are you all still sitting there? Are you trying to violate Nanrong University's rules and regulations?"
"If you insist on being stubborn, I'll have no choice but to apply to take you to the Combat Arena! But it's the first day of school, and I don't want things to get