Listening to Feng Chuan's complaints, Zhou Yuanjue felt a bit embarrassed.
Although he held the title of Principal of Donghua Martial Arts University, he hadn't paid any attention to the university's construction progress lately. All matters were being handled by the vice-principal, Feng Chuan. He was either away on missions or in seclusion, training and researching. It could be said he was completely oblivious to the outside world.
Seeing the resentful look in Feng Chuan's eyes, Zhou Yuanjue averted his gaze slightly, cleared his throat, and asked, "How is the construction of the Martial Arts University coming along?"
Hearing Zhou Yuanjue's words, Feng Chuan understood that he truly hadn't been paying attention. The resentment in his eyes deepened as he spoke, "The Martial Arts University is basically finished. We'll probably be picking a date to officially open soon. As the principal, you can't be absent then. You'll need to give a speech on behalf of the university."
