"President, you are too kind. I am only doing what I should be doing. Those kids have always had pretty good potential, they deserve their current achievements."
Like that, the 16-year-old Ye Qingtang called the 17-year-old Qin Feng and the others "kids" without any hesitation.
"I heard Wen Qi say that you have a very unique view toward martial arts. I also observed Qin Feng's moves earlier. You seem to have made quite a number of adjustments to the techniques?" Wu Fengling asked.
Ye Qingtang nodded.
Wu Fengling continued. "It will be the Inter-Academy Competition in just a few months. For the past few competitions, our Netherworld Academy did not do too well. As the President, I feel very guilty over this. But now, you have given me hope."
Ye Qingtang's sharp instincts detected the underlying meaning behind Wu Fengling's words.
Wu Fengling went on. "There are still a few months left until then. I wonder if you are interested in teaching a few students?"
