Zhao Hao looked miserable. He knew Feng Hao would definitely refuse, but he still wanted to try.
After all, the Academy Competition was imminent. With Feng Hao's terrifying combat power, he could undoubtedly distinguish himself and win supreme honor for Rongcheng Academy.
Unfortunately, the Student Federation's requirements for the competition had always been strict. Only officially enrolled students were eligible to participate, which was why Zhao Hao went to such lengths to persuade Feng Hao.
"Feng Hao, are you sure you won't reconsider? There are many benefits to enrolling. It will make everything much more convenient for you in the future," Zhao Hao pleaded earnestly.
"I already told you I don't want to enroll. Are you ever going to stop?" Feng Hao said, exasperated.
Zhao Hao had no intention of giving up. He pressed on, "The Academy Competition is right around the corner. Are you really going to let your spot go to Zhou Chen?"
