Before the words were finished, Zong Pu interrupted Senior Zhao, his expression solemn as he said, "Chairman Zhao, if we really do that, it would break the rules of the Martial Arts Tournament that have been upheld for so many years, and that won't do!"
Senior Zhao was helpless; despite his boundless power, he had no strength to resist these thousand-year-old rules.
"Chen Yang..." He hesitated for a moment, finally opening his mouth, deciding to persuade Chen Yang to accept the current outcome.
Originally, he thought that over the years, many people might have forgotten that rule, so he wanted to quickly have Chen Yang ascend to the position of acting President. Once it was a done deal, there would be nothing to worry about.
But now, with Zong Pu and some others bringing this rule to light, and in front of ten thousand Martial Artists, no matter how much he admired Chen Yang, there was nothing more he could do.
