In the hall of the Martial Arts Department.
"Hahaha… Refreshing, this is simply too refreshing!"
Du He sat at the head of the table and laughed heartily without caring about his image.
Compared to Du He's joy, the other students of the Martial Arts Department couldn't smile anymore.
"Dean, we've fallen out with the Weapons Refinement Department today. The resources will be distributed in three months. I'm afraid the Weapons Refinement Department will find an excuse to withhold the resources of the Martial Arts Department again."
The eldest disciple of the Martial Arts Department, Nie Wu, stood up and said worriedly.
It wasn't like this hadn't happened before. In the end, it was still the Deputy Dean, Kou Sun, who helped resolve it.
However, if it happened too many times, even Kou Sun's reputation as the Deputy Director might not be useful every time.
