Academy

For the next few days, everyone kept to themselves. Zhao Xuan did not provoke Dugu Bo without cause, and Dugu Bo did not come looking for trouble again.

What surprised Zhao Xuan, however, was that Tang San really did strike up a conversation with Dugu Bo. Perhaps because they were both rare masters of poison arts, they found themselves getting along remarkably well after some interaction.

"Xiao San, are you sure about this?" Zhao Xuan asked with a frown, his gaze involuntarily flicking toward Dugu Bo beside him.

"There really won't be any problem. Just go back without worrying. Since this Old Poison made a promise, he won't harm me," Tang San said with a faint smile, his words carrying a little more trust in Dugu Bo.

Zhao Xuan did not quite believe it. His gaze at Dugu Bo was filled with suspicion. This old man was rotten to the core; who knew what scheme he was plotting? How could Zhao Xuan possibly relax?

Dugu Bo was instantly enraged by Zhao Xuan's look. "Hmph! Though I, Dugu Bo, do not claim to be a good man, I have always kept my promises!"

"I made an agreement with this brat: if he can cure the poison in Yanzi and me, then half the medicinal herbs on this mountain, including the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, will be his! I mean what I say!"

Zhao Xuan looked at Dugu Bo. The old man was furious and did not seem to be faking it, but Zhao Xuan still could not quite rest easy. He had no confidence in leaving Tang San with such a dangerous Titled Douluo.

Still, according to Tang San, there was not much use for Zhao Xuan staying here. He might as well return to the academy early.