Yu Xiaogang's Mental State Explodes

"Tut, tut, looks like you're really angry!"

Seeing Grandmaster's dark expression and clenched fists, Lu Yuan smiled faintly and spoke calmly.

He knew Grandmaster well. In his moments of glory, he loved to clasp his hands behind his back, raise his head, and put on an unfathomable air, as though that alone could display just how brilliant his wisdom was. For instance, when he explained to Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others what he believed Lu Yuan's intentions to be, he had acted exactly like this.

Yet whenever Grandmaster was truly angry, his face would darken, his fists would clench, his expression would stiffen, and he would remain silent without saying a word. At most, he would glare intensely at others, as if he could kill them with his eyes. He did not even dare curse loudly a few times. It was the classic rage of the powerless.

Cowardice and inferiority—those two words had truly run through his entire life.

"Hehe, you're already angry? Isn't that a little early? I'm not finished yet." Lu Yuan chuckled.

"Over these past days, you must have put quite a bit of effort into gathering information on me."

"Thunder Academy—Yu Tianxin was trash to begin with. He didn't even have the courage to stand before me. You were the one who went to him and taught him the Four-in-One Fusion Skill, weren't you? You wanted to use him to probe the strength of our Heavenly Star Academy Team?"

"Unfortunately, they were too useless. Before Zhu Qing and I even entered the match, my teammates had already dealt with them. Your arrangements went completely to waste. You must have cursed them plenty for being worthless."

"So ever since I started competing, you made sure to attend every one of my matches. You hid alone