Barrett Walker tore the clothes of the reporters with a single swift motion, revealing their seemingly genteel appearance but adorned with an array of colorful tattoos, which thoroughly captivated the onlookers. Barrett's cold and austere remark, "Do you all need further proof?" left the impassioned crowd, the henchmen, the teachers of the War God Academy, and even the fearsome Saint Harry stunned. His face rapidly transitioned from purple to red to green, digging himself into a deep hole and exposing his true colors. The most fervent among the teachers was Singh Phoenix, who, holding Glenna's hand, triumphantly declared that Barrett would resolve the issue.

Glenna quickly freed her hand from Singh Phoenix's grasp, sweating profusely and unable to understand her excessive joy. "I knew he could solve this problem!" Singh Phoenix exclaimed, as if Barrett's perfect resolution had elevated him to the status of a paragon of intelligence.

"Enough, I know. Stop shaking, or you'll tear your hands off. I don't understand why you're so excited. He is one of my mecha department's people," Glenna exclaimed, puzzled by her own elation. Perhaps she truly cared too much about the honor of the War God Academy, a deception that no one believed.

"Bah! Benny Branco, you've guessed wrong once! You dare call yourself a clever fox?" Bellheims laughed loudly, mocking Benny Branco.

"Alas, old age has dulled my mind," Benny Branco responded, somewhat embarrassed.

"What is going on? Why do all of these reporters have tattoos all over their bodies?" someone in the crowd asked.

"They are deliberately impersonating someone else. Everyone, please do not believe them! The evidence is irrefutable, as these photos can attest!" some people attempted to salvage the situation, loudly brandishing photos as evidence.

Barrett Walker paid no attention to these individuals and instead angrily shouted at the old man and the young girl, "You said you registered this morning, so I ask you, which school are you planning to attend?"

Barrett's furious roar drowned out the clamor of the crowd, and Saint Harry, seeing that Barrett was not engaging with the photo, but instead inquiring about the origins of the young girl, realized that things were about to take a turn for the worse. The crowd had calmed down, making it difficult to turn the situation around, but they still had to save face, didn't they? Therefore, he angrily declared, "With this photo as evidence, this father and daughter have already suffered so much harm. Why do you want to continue to harm them?"

"Hmph! I believe everyone here has a sense of sympathy, as can be seen from my crying just now. It is precisely because your sympathy has been exploited that you are here, disregarding everything, to seek justice. That is a good thing. However, you have also been exploited by me! I have used your sympathy despicably, desiring to calm you down and expose these people's conspiracies. Clearly, my goal has been achieved. Look at the people I have brought out, who are the loudest in their clamoring. If you observe closely, you will notice that they do not know how to operate these cameras at all! They are just putting on a show," Barrett Walker declared, now embodying a righteous saint, with a sacred glow on his face and words as sharp as daggers. "He even laughably claims that these people were brought here by me. I just want to ask, would we bring these people here to disgrace ourselves? They are the ringleaders among you, blindly following along without understanding the situation!"

"Which academy are you talking about? The scenario in the photo is around 4 to 5 o'clock, right? If they came to register, they would have had to travel overnight. I just want to ask, how did an old man without strength and a beautiful young girl manage to cross from the Imperial City to the University City overnight?" Barrett Walker angrily rebuked. Anyone with a bit of sense could find no fault in Barrett Walker's words! A powerful aura radiated from his body, oppressive to the ordinary father and daughter, making them feel as though the man before them was a god, and lying would condemn them to hell.

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As soon as this issue was raised, a discussion broke out among the crowd. Indeed, that stretch of road was on the outskirts, and it was impossible for an old man without strength and a beautiful young girl to cross from the Imperial City to the University City overnight!

"We were camping outside the University City!" the young girl stammered, unable to articulate any coherent words, while the old man desperately tried to defend their actions.

"Fine! If you were camping outside the University City, then I ask you, why were you wandering the streets at 4 or 5 o'clock? Is it because the university was already open for registration at that time?" Barrett Walker mercilessly countered.

"It wasn't 4 or 5 o'clock, it was nearly dawn!" the helpless old man said, but Saint Harry coldly scoffed, "The truth has been revealed! We have footage of when we left the barbecue city and when we returned to the dormitory. Furthermore, I asked them to produce evidence of which school they were going to, not because they couldn't, but because they dare not, as they know the situation is irreparable, and such a move would expose them, fearing retaliation from the War God Academy in the future!"

A faint smile appeared on Barrett Walker's face as he slowly regained control of the situation, reveling in the feeling of manipulating and overturning everything. Perhaps all men have a desire for control, or it could be called a desire for power. Watching the crowd discussing and observing the situation, he calmly said, "Of course! The War God Academy never bullies others, and if it does, it is only against entities more powerful than the War God Academy. Hence, the War God Academy has the legendary saying: 'We never yield to our enemies!'"

"Well said!"

"I support you, I despise this group of frauds!"

"Get lost! You're embarrassing yourselves here!"

"Are you even reporters from the Light Daily? I wonder how much those people who want to tarnish the reputation of the War God Academy have bribed you! I'll expose you on Weibo!"

At that moment, the crowd could no longer carry on with the charade, and the students of the War God Academy, in their fury, were afraid that they might lose control and leave nothing behind, not even the scum. Some students from other schools also left in disappointment.

"You've done well!" Harry Phoenix, the father of Barrett Walker, who was once known as the Federal Duo, couldn't help but praise Barrett's outstanding performance. However, he was more focused on his cultivation, and thus didn't care much about such a title.

"Uh, you rascal, you've caused my daughter a lot of trouble. Remember to come to my house and hang out!" Singh Phoenix patted Barrett Walker's shoulder forcefully, causing Barrett to feel a sharp pain, wondering where he had offended her. His mind was filled with confusion.

"Don't get too proud!" Glenna also offered a tepid encouragement and then left with the others.

"Back then, I wanted you to join my combat department! I didn't expect such a disgraceful person to emerge from it and be exposed by you. We are fated to meet, let's have a drink sometime!" Angel Lee didn't use any hidden force like Singh Phoenix, but instead patted him firmly and left with a hearty laugh. However, when he passed by the disheartened Saint Harry, he turned his face and said, "You are even more detestable than your brother! Go find the department you want to be in by yourself!"

"Thanks to you!" The Five Freaks were also so excited that they wanted to pat Barrett Walker's shoulder.

But Barrett Walker dodged to the side and struck a ridiculous defensive posture, displaying a fearlessness that he had never shown before. With a shy look on his face, he said, "Boss! After military training, can I sleep on the top bunk?"

"Hmph! You're dreaming. It was all achieved through genuine strength," Barrett Walker said, smiling and putting down his hand, allowing them to pat him excitedly. Then he turned to Colonel Cole and said, "Colonel Cole, can we leave now?"

Colonel Cole's expression remained stiff, and he banged the table, saying, "The matter of human lives is not yet resolved!"