Tang San urgently pressed, "Teacher, why are you here? And why are you in such a sorry state?"
Yu Xiaogang replied weakly, "Little San... I've let you down! We really may be no match for Ye Feiyang..."
Ye Feiyang?
The moment Tang San heard that name, he instinctively assumed Ye Feiyang had caused Yu Xiaogang's injuries. "Ye Feiyang again! Why does it have to be him again..." He lost control of his emotions, nearly going mad, and his hatred for Ye Feiyang deepened several times over.
If Ye Feiyang knew about this, he would probably be utterly speechless—he was thousands of miles away, yet somehow another black pot had landed on his head.
Yu Xiaogang had wanted to explain that it might have been a misunderstanding, but before he could catch his breath, he directly fainted!
The Supreme Academy group did not pay much attention to this minor incident. Their carriage had been traveling at the very front and had already entered Spirit City. Qian Renxue had actually caught sight of Yu Xiaogang's miserable state, but she simply chose to ignore him, secretly muttering to herself, Was he really that fragile? He only took one kick, yet he ended up like this?
After entering the city, under Qian Renxue's arrangements, everyone checked into the most luxurious hotel in the city and received the highest level of security protection. She still had important matters to handle, and since she had yet to reveal her true identity to them, she exchanged only a few pleasantries with her fellow sisters before leaving first. Still, the girls all found it a little strange: the Spirit Hall young mistress seemed almost overly enthusiastic toward them. Only Ning Rongrong stood to the side with a mysterious smile on her face the entire time.
As night deepened,