Deng Ruiping went limp upon hearing the news.
Things had obviously spiraled out of control.
Even if he wanted to solve the problem, it was now beyond his capabilities.
He looked hopeless at Ren Feifan, sighed deeply, and pleaded, "Can you tell those people to leave? This situation is negatively affecting Jiangnan University."
In his heart, Deng Ruiping did still have some concern for Jiangnan University, or else he would not have accepted the role of its principal.
However, he had gradually been manipulated by people due to his exposure to Eastern culture.
With his eyes as calm as a still pond, Ren Feifan had already heard the growing noise in the hallway. It seemed as though a large crowd was approaching.
He glanced at Deng Ruiping and said indifferently, "Do we still need to kneel before those Eastern exchange students?"
Deng Ruiping shook his head and replied, "No, we don't."
