The military instructor glanced at the rostrum. There was some awe in his eyes. Then, he looked away and wrapped the string of his whistle around his wrist.
He looked at a group of students. "Do you think we cannot tell when an athlete is on stimulants? Do you think we need your input on this matter?"
When everyone saw that the military instructor was not angry and had not brought Gu Mang over despite the usage of drugs being such a serious issue, they felt distrust towards the instructors instead.
They were all stunned.
The class chairperson regained his senses first. He held back his anger and said righteously, "Sir, we are not spouting nonsense. Gu Mang's performance was very questionable!"
"Enough." The instructor held his whistle and lowered his hand. He spoke in a tone like the bandits from Red Scorpion. "I shall not waste my breath on all you commoners. If you refuse to concede, then prepare well for the matches in the afternoon."
