That night, Yu Xiaogang went to see Tang Hao.
Compared to his arrogance before others, Yu Xiaogang lowered his proudly raised head before Tang Hao, putting on an ingratiating expression.
"Your Majesty Clear Sky, why not directly demote Ma Hongjun to a substitute? According to the competition rules, each academy may have at most four substitutes."
A team with more than ten people meant greater expenses. Thus, ordinary teams generally kept their numbers to around ten, substitutes included.
Unless there were special arrangements or they were aiming for a higher ranking, no team would be willing to support an extra member.
Tang Hao glanced at Yu Xiaogang and said coldly, "Just do as I decide. The rest is none of your business."
"Yes, yes, I spoke out of turn." Yu Xiaogang smiled apologetically.
Then, he took out a notebook from his Soul Tool. "Your Majesty Clear Sky, this is my plan for Little San's Fourth Ring. Please take a look."
Tang Hao gave it a glance. "You've put thought into it."
After all, theory was not his strong suit. Blue Silver Grass had originally been a useless Martial Soul, and before Han Yu published his academic views, there had been no records anywhere on the continent concerning Blue Silver Grass cultivation. The Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, meanwhile, was a continental taboo. Before Tang San had matured, exposure meant certain death.
With all these factors combined, Tang Hao had no choice but to let Tang San cultivate under Yu Xiaogang.
Of course, had he known, he definitely would not have allowed Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul to follow the control-type path.
"Your Majesty Clear Sky, call for me whenever you need anything. I'll come at once." Only after saying this did Yu Xiaogang leave the room.
Tang Hao