"Senior Zhao, what exactly are these guys talking about? Is there anything else required to become the President of the Huaxia Martial Arts Tournament?"
Chen Yang pondered for a moment, sensing there might be some kind of trap involved, and decided not to speak with those elders or Jiang Yinan. Instead, he looked at the former President, addressing him as Senior Zhao due to his surname.
"Although their behavior is somewhat reckless, what they said does have a bit of truth." The former President shook his head with a wry smile.
"Hmm?" Chen Yang was surprised. Is there really some hidden truth in this?
"Actually, I am just an Acting President because to become the President of the Huaxia Martial Arts Tournament, you have to wield a certain weapon! If you can't wield this weapon, no matter how strong you are or revered, you can only be an acting president."
"Only by wielding this weapon can you be worthy of the President position!"
