Lin Fu looked at the shabby, rough chair in front of her, never mind that someone had already tampered with the leg of the chair, ensuring that she would make a fool of herself and fall as soon as she sat down.
Let's just say that such a narrow, rough chair, no matter who sat on it, would be seen as a criminal undergoing interrogation in this setting.
Hahaha! What a cunning plan.
"Don't go too far, who do you think you are?" the host, with a red face and thick neck from anger, exclaimed, "Who do you think you are?"
The student representatives below and all the faculty and instructors of the Land War Academy couldn't help but worry for Lin Fu.
Two men and two women in the spectator seats, however, showed a look of disdain simultaneously.
"Who am I, you don't know?" Lin Fu suddenly lifted her leg, stepped on the chair, and with a crash, the chair instantly turned into powder.
