Song Zhiqi, who had been sneering in his heart, was taken aback when he heard Shen Fei’s words. Director Wuu?

Which Director Wuu?

So, do you intend to use a sword from another court to cut down an official of this court?

"This is part of the rules and is also a way to avoid some pointless tasks wasting time and resources.

But your Level A authority should be the highest, or at least there’s no quantity limit for Level A."

Wuu Xie’s voice came from the watch, filled with doubt, "You can just swipe your student card."

"But when my wife wanted to set a task today, she also said the tasks were full. It’s just the start of the semester, and the number of tasks is quite high."

Cold sweat broke out on Song Zhiqi’s forehead; he had recognized who it was. It was Wuu Xie, Director Wuu, one of the heads of the logistics department.

After all, to be in charge of admissions, you need at least some understanding of admission benefits. At the same time, many new students admitted through special recruitment are still a bit confused.

Some questions will definitely be asked of Wuu Xie.

If you ask him three questions and he can’t answer them.

"Mr. Song, Director Wuu is on the phone now, please explain."

Shen Fei turned on the speaker, smiling as he spoke.

Song Zhiqi quickly said, "Director Wuu, this is a misunderstanding. I didn’t know before that this classmate was..."

Suddenly, a couple of ’thud thuds’ interrupted Song Zhiqi’s words. "You didn’t even ask, or let me swipe my student card, and you said the tasks were full?

Are you saying the task fullness is up to you to decide?"

"Ah... uh, definitely not! It’s just that too many people were asking, so I just answered like that." Song Zhiqi definitely couldn’t admit it was targeted at Shen Fei.

He could only muddle through with such excuses.

"Song Zhiqi, how does Zhenyuan do things? If you’re just going to ignore it, don’t do it, get someone else.

And first put up Shen Fei’s task request." Wuu Xie’s voice turned cold.

Zhenyuan surely has prestige at Imperial University, but that’s among the students.

At least in this small territory of Imperial University, he, as a director, still has a voice.

"Zhenyuan..." Shen Fei, hearing this familiar name, suddenly recalled Jiang She who approached him at the start of the semester.

He remembered Jiang She was the vice-president of Zhenyuan, wasn’t he?

"Mr. Shen, is there anything else you need? Please feel free to say it."

"No, not for now."

"Alright. Feel free to call if anything comes up; my phone is on 24/7."

"Then thank you, Director Wuu."

"You’re welcome. It’s all for Wu Xia’s service."

After the call ended, Shen Fei looked at Song Zhiqi, whose face had turned pale, "Snap out of it."

Song Zhiqi was full of terror, thinking he had been remembered by Director Wuu.

This wasn’t a good omen.

But this Shen Fei was really lacking in moral principles, reporting to the teacher without a word. Shouldn’t matters between students be resolved by students themselves?

"Mr. Shen, you...

"I’m too lazy to listen. Zhenyuan, huh. Looks like Jiang She is playing tricks; I didn’t come to university to scheme with pests like you.

Now you’re polluting my sight."

Shen Fei got up and shook his head. He called Wuu Xie, just to find out who exactly was playing tricks behind the scenes.

If it was someone he didn’t know messing with him, there was a high possibility it would be a demon.

Now he discovered it was just a pest.

It can be crushed with a casual stomp.

Of course, he not only mentioned Jiang She but also Zhenyuan; since Zhenyuan could wield powers to disrupt students.

If they hadn’t provoked him, it would have been fine.

First, figure out how to dismantle a club.

"This... that task." Song Zhiqi forced a bitter smile.

Shen Fei filled out the form, placed it on the table, got up, and smiled, "Right, tell Jiang She, it’s fine to disgust me, but to disgust my wife..."

"Let him enjoy his time at Zhenyuan; it won’t be long."

After saying that, Shen Fei turned and left.

Song Zhiqi hurriedly posted the task onto the task system, his trembling hands making a call.

"Hello?"

"Pre... President, Shen Fei came to the logistics department today." Song Zhiqi quickly reported.

"Hmm? What for?"

Song Zhiqi glanced at the application form, and said, "To issue a task, called ’Searching for Anomalous Fire.’

"Why did you fill out a form for him? Didn’t I tell you that no one from the South China Area can issue tasks?"

Song Zhiqi almost cried, "I didn’t want to either! Shen Fei directly called Director Wuu."

"Director Wuu? Wuu Xie?"

"Yeah. Director Wuu told me to put up the task and said if I didn’t understand the rules, let Zhenyuan replace me."

Jiang She was also stunned on the other end; damn, Shen Fei was shameless. You could have come to me directly or used student means to resolve it.

Going to college and you directly report to the teacher?

Have some decency?

But then a thought crossed Jiang She’s mind; this is a great opportunity, right?

Shen Fei revered his talent, ignored school regulations, and even brought in teachers to suppress students.

"Alright, don’t worry. I’ll arrange a better position for you, like at the club, I’ll also make arrangements, consider it compensation.

By the way, you’ll need to elaborate on what happened later."

Song Zhiqi hesitated a bit, considering whether to mention Shen Fei’s earlier words to Jiang She.

But hearing the word ’club’, he felt delighted, realizing he hadn’t chosen the wrong side!

Sure, Shen Fei is impressive, but his foundation is shallow. In Wu Xia, unless you are strong enough to reach the King’s level, can you cause a stir?

President Jiang has bosses behind the ’Heavenly Pride Club’, countless elites born from Zhenyuan.

And you still want to overthrow President Jiang?

That’s just ridiculous.

As for the words earlier, they are nothing more than empty roars, not worth mentioning.

"Alright."

Song Zhiqi simply didn’t care, quickly nodding, "Should I put up the task then?"

"Yes! Director Wuu has already spoken, so it’s just solidified evidence." Jiang She sneered.

At Imperial University, Zhenyuan is the heaven, managing every aspect of students’ lives.

Zhenyuan and Martial Movement are the two clubs with the greatest real power.

Shen Fei may indeed have Tier Six Combat Power, but countless elites have emerged from Zhenyuan, what can Shen Fei do to him?

Now Jiang She wants to have a fight with Shen Fei.

He actually knew he would lose.

But his mood was just unsettled.

He remembered a saying, a Professional seeks to fulfill their intentions!

"Create public opinion to put a big hat on Shen Fei, stating he has outstanding ability but poor character, abusing the privileges of being a Heavenly Pride due to his talent."

Jiang She, having been in Zhenyuan Society for three years, knows how wonderful power is, often easily capable of destroying a genius.

Does Shen Fei think he can overturn the heavens?

Moreover, by doing this, he would garner appreciation from those aristocratic families.

It’s heard they don’t want to see Shen Fei growing up.

Or rather, they’d prefer Shen Fei to become one of them, not someone from the Breaking Abyss Army.

This is also a way of proving loyalty.

After handling this, as long as a few from our side go to Shencheng City, the Jiang family’s predicament will be resolved.

What can a mere Tier Six Combat Power do against the aristocratic families!

Jiang She recalled how he was once young and naive, thinking awakening a unique Profession would make achieving Tier Seven Venerable easy.

Tier Eight might be possible, maybe even Tier Nine.

But reality struck him heavily.

Sure, a unique Profession is indeed powerful, with its independent growth system and abilities.

But facing the Abyss, without powerful Skills, Equipment, Items, or even teammates.

Can your unique Profession alone conquer the Abyss?

Jiang She hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and looked towards a well-appearing, well-built girl beside him, "Come over, I’m really angry right now."

"Listen while eating."

"Later, you go to the forum and create a post about how Shen Fei relied on power to suppress people today."

"Also, tie in that Su Muyu got second place in the college entrance exam because of Shen Fei’s help.

As for how he helped, just say Shen Fei sent his Summoned Beast to assist Su Muyu."

After a long time, Jiang She shivered, releasing his tightly pressed hands from his head.

"Cough Couch! President, I’ll go deal with matters first."

The girl coughed twice, got up from the ground whilst covering her mouth, her voice hoarse as she left the training room.

Jiang She looked out the window, mind clear of distractions, with deep eyes said, "Today I’ll give you this Heavenly Pride a good lesson.

Wu Xia is ultimately a society of relationships, flaunting without backing?"

"If you’re a dragon, you have to coil. If you’re a tiger, you have to crouch."