"Why did the various factions take sixty percent? What were they after?"
"Have you heard of 'selecting a son-in-law from the exam roll' in ancient Huaguo?"
"You mean... recruiting sons-in-law? Wait, that doesn't make sense. Not all the students are male."
Zhao Longfei looked utterly scornful. "You brat, you really don't use your brain at all when you're not in danger, do you? It's an analogy. An analogy, understand?! I mean the various factions are here to recruit people!"
"Recruit people?" Qin Siyang frowned. "That doesn't make sense either. Not every faction is recruiting. Take the Jiang Family. Their business is shrinking and their numbers are dwindling. How could they have the resources to recruit anyone? Even if they did, no one would dare join them."
"You certainly know how to pick an example. The Jiang Family is already in such a miserable state, and you're still taking jabs at them."
"You're mistaken, Principal Zhao. As long as Jiang Hao lives, he'll be a thorn in my side!"
"We're getting off topic." Zhao Longfei lit another cigar. "You're right. Not every faction intends to recruit people. But Secretary-General Gu Weiyang himself is here, which makes it clear he attaches great importance to this Championship Tournament. Is it really surprising that everyone else bought tickets to show their support?"
"No wonder. They're just trying to get themselves noticed. That makes sense, then. If Secretary-General Gu looks around during the Championship Tournament and sees who's missing, he probably won't be happy."
"Exactly."
Qin Siyang nodded, then turned his gaze back to the dozen or so black rooms in the venue. "Principal Zhao, can we go inside one of the competition arenas and take a look?"
"No. After our group finished inspecting and approving them, every arena was sealed with special items. No