Hearing the president, Zhao Rong said with a laugh, "So, if we defeat the 18 Bronze Men, we can join your club for free, but if they defeat us, we each pay a hundred-yuan membership fee to join?"
The president nodded, pointing to the 18 Bronze Men behind him. "Exactly."
Zhao Rong burst out laughing. "Mr. President, I think it's best to keep things peaceful. There's no need to fight. Why don't we each just pay you a hundred yuan and join the club? That settles it, right?"
The assistant also chimed in, "Yeah, if the five of us fight your 18 Bronze Men, we'd just end up on bad terms."
Realizing that Zhao Rong's group had no intention of fighting his 18 Bronze Men, the president insisted, "No. Even if you defeat them, these are the rules of our Martial Arts Club, and they must be followed."
