122: Even if my son loses face, I'll accept it.

Modu Beast University.

Inside the Principal's Office.

Wang Ting stood by the window, overlooking the entire campus.

Just then, as if sensing something, he spoke helplessly, "Mr. Ying, could you please knock before coming in next time?"

"I'm used to it."

A slightly low voice responded to him.

Immediately after, a dark figure stepped slowly out of the shadows in the office and stood silently behind Wang Ting.

However, from beginning to end, this dark figure never stepped into the area illuminated by sunlight.

It was clear that the other party was not very willing to come into contact with sunlight.

Then, Wang Ting spoke again, "How did that kid react?"

The dark figure whispered, "Are you referring to Lin Yuan or your son Wang Jinze?"

Wang Ting hesitated for a moment before saying calmly, "Since you saw it all, tell me about both of them."

"Wang Jinze's reaction was just as you expected. First, he felt disbelief, followed by a clear display of nervousness and anxiety."

The dark figure spoke calmly, "I'm wondering if letting him participate in the National Freshman Friendship Competition is a wise choice."

"You should know that Li Xiangui has bad intentions. If Wang Jinze performs poorly in the competition, he will definitely use it as an excuse to attack you."

Wang Ting smiled and said, "Since I've already made this decision, I should bear whatever consequences come my way."

"Even if that kid's performance is terrible, the one losing face in the end will be me, his old man."

"As for Li Xiangui... Heh, I've never really taken him seriously."

"I'd like to see if he actually has the ability to pull me down from this principal's seat."

Then, Wang Ting spoke again with a smile, "Moreover, Mr. Ying, Wang Jinze's strength is not as weak as you imagine."

"If I told you his current strength has reached Beast King Level Four Stars, you'd probably find it hard to believe, wouldn't you?"

Wang Jinze, Beast King Level Four Stars?

If he really had such strength, wouldn't he be comparable to Shen Cang?

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise couldn't help but flash in the dark figure's eyes. "In that case, why is he so lacking in self-confidence?"

"The boy has had an inferiority complex since he was a child because his older brother was so dazzling that he's always lived in his shadow."

Wang Ting sighed softly and said, "Furthermore, his beast soul is indeed strange and difficult to utilize in actual combat."

"It's precisely because of this that he's become less and less confident. The less confident he is, the more he wants to escape."

"Fortunately, the boy's thoughts are relatively clear. He knows his Talent isn't as good as his brother's, yet he's willing to be the green leaf that highlights his brother."

"He told me that one day, he will establish the largest underground intelligence organization in all of China to completely pave the way for his brother's progress."

The dark figure nodded slightly, "An ambitious goal, but achieving it probably won't be that simple."

"Young people always have fire burning in their hearts."

Wang Ting said with a light laugh, "At the very least, this kid is doing quite well for himself at Modu Beast University, which is quite gratifying to me."

"This National Freshman Friendship Competition is also the last opportunity I can create for him."

"I still want him to try again. Even if I end up losing face, I'll accept it."

In this world, which father doesn't hope for his son to become a dragon?

Even Wang Ting, a Beast Emperor Rank expert, was no exception.

Then, Wang Ting spoke again, "I've spent all this time talking about my son. How was Lin Yuan's performance?"

The dark figure was silent for a moment before whispering, "He... was very calm."

"Very calm?"

Wang Ting was slightly stunned, clearly not expecting such an answer from Mr. Ying.

"Yes. No resentment, no anger. He just accepted everything calmly."

The dark figure spoke in a low voice, "To be honest, his performance was also somewhat beyond my expectations."

"The feeling he gives me is not at all like a freshman who has just reached adulthood."

"Even when I look at him, I get the illusion that we are the same kind of person."

Upon hearing this, a strange look flashed in Wang Ting's eyes. "It's rare to hear you give such an evaluation."

He and this Mr. Ying had been friends for at least ten years, so he naturally knew how arrogant the other party was.

To be seen as 'the same kind' by such a person was enough to show how highly Mr. Ying evaluated Lin Yuan.

Mr. Ying's reply was even more concise: "Because when I want to kill someone, I have that same look in my eyes—restraining all internal emotions and never letting the opponent see any clues."

"In that case, this kid is quite interesting."

Wang Ting smiled and said, "How about this? After the National Freshman Friendship Competition is over, I'll introduce him to you and let you take him as a disciple?"

Mr. Ying shook his head and said calmly, "No need. I have no interest in taking disciples."

Seeing Mr. Ying reject his proposal, Wang Ting didn't persist and instead shrugged, "That's a pity."

After saying this, Wang Ting turned his gaze back out the window, overlooking the scene within the campus.

"Lin Yuan..."

He silently chewed on the name in his heart, a complex light flickering in his eyes.

He wondered what kind of brilliance this kid would display at the National Freshman Friendship Competition... That night, Wang Jinze fulfilled his bet and hosted a banquet for everyone at Baiyun Private Kitchen.

The scale this time was much larger than the last.

Not only were Lin Yuan, Zhao Ming, Song Lan, and Wang Linhu invited, but also Zhao Shanhe and Meng Changan, whom they had met today.

Even Su Muxue brought Yu Qingqiu along to the banquet.

The ten-person private room was almost completely filled.

It was worth mentioning that besides Song Lan and Su Muxue, Wang Linhu was also selected for the official competition roster.

Of course, this was no surprise. After all, Wang Linhu indeed had the strength to be firmly ranked in the top ten of the hidden dragon ranking, and his abilities were quite balanced, making him a good choice.

However, regarding Wang Jinze being selected for the substitute list, everyone's reaction was no different from Lin Yuan's—they were all shocked to the extreme.

Zhao Ming spoke even more bluntly, "For real? Even you could be selected for the substitute list?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jinze immediately became unhappy. "What? Are you questioning my strength?"

Zhao Ming scanned Wang Jinze from head to toe and found it truly difficult to see anything related to strength on this fat guy. He couldn't help but complain, "Damn, the world is unfair! Even you got nominated!"

"The guy who nominated you must be blind, right?"

"And the guy who agreed to the nomination, I bet he's also lost his mind!"

Lin Yuan: "...Do you realize that in just two sentences, you've directly insulted both the Principal and Vice Principal of our school?"