In the business van, Chen Yang, who had been looking out the window, suddenly asked, "Yang Hu, do you still remember Wei Dayong?"
"Of course I remember!" Yang Hu grinned. "That guy is ferocious for his age! I also heard that at the academy, whether in academics or martial arts, he always scored above ninety-five and dominated the top rank for years." Finally, Yang Hu asked, "Boss, is the kid about to graduate?"
"In this unified exam, his combined score for both academics and martial arts was only seventy-five," Chen Yang said indifferently.
Yang Hu was speechless. "Damn, don't tell me he fell in love at school and let his studies slide?" At this, Yang Hu's expression suddenly darkened. "No, that's not Dayong's style. Could there have been foul play during the exam?"
"Exactly." Chen Yang nodded. "Someone replaced his scores."
Yang Hu clenched his teeth. "This corrupt wind has even blown its way into the academies now?"
Chen Yang said nothing.
