Grandmaster: It's in the Bag! It's in the Bag! My Honor Points Are in the Bag! (Four Thousand)

When Tang San saw Blade's indifferent expression, tinged even with a hint of mockery, the fury in his heart became even harder to suppress.

His eyes were bloodshot, and a violent aura radiated from his body. He made to grab Yu Xiaogang by the collar again, intending to throw a few more punches to vent the hatred in his heart!

His fists clenched tightly, his knuckles whitening from the excessive force, as though they were about to smash viciously into Yu Xiaogang's face the next moment.

However, just then, several figures suddenly appeared on the academy path. They wore Nuoding Academy uniforms and looked imposing and dignified.

The teachers had spotted the commotion from a great distance away. With furrowed brows, they hurried over, roaring as they ran, "What are you doing? Stop this at once!! How dare you run wild in Nuoding Academy!!"

Their voices echoed through the academy like thunder, filled with unquestionable authority.

Tang San's eyes sharpened at the words. He casually flung aside the Yu Xiaogang he had been gripping, as if tossing away an irrelevant object. Yu Xiaogang hit the ground heavily with a dull thud.

Tang San's gaze was as dark as deep water. He looked coldly at the teachers rushing over, a disdainful smile on his lips, and said in an even but resolute voice, "I'm a new student at the academy. They were the ones who provoked and harassed me first!!"

His words carried an undeniable certainty, as if he were the victim in this conflict and the teachers were ignorant judges who had arrived too late.

Tang San remained composed without the slightest sign of panic. There was even a trace of provocation in his eyes, as though he were declaring to these teachers: Tang San was not someone to be messed with.

At that moment, Village Chief Jack, who had long since been at a loss in the rear, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Limping along with his cane, he hurried toward Blade and Tang San.

Seeing things develop to this point, Old Jack's heart was filled with panic. He had never imagined that bringing Tang San to register at the academy would cause such a huge disturbance.

He shielded Tang San behind him. Though panicked inside, Old Jack still chose to stand firmly by Tang San and Blade at this moment.

He hurriedly raised the certificate in his hand and anxiously said to the approaching teachers, "Teachers, the gate guards really did make things difficult for us first. Look, this is the certificate Lord Su Yuntao of Spirit Hall issued for us. The gate guards refused to believe it and insisted it was fake."

His voice trembled slightly, but it held even more trust in Tang San and insistence on the truth.

At this, the middle-aged female teacher's gaze turned blade-sharp. She swept her eyes around and saw gate guards sprawled across the ground. Some clutched their stomachs, others held their heads. Every one of them had been beaten black and blue, wailing miserably. The sight was simply unbearable.

Her brows knitted tightly, her face turning livid. She would not listen to any of their explanations and rebuked them, "Nonsense!! You beat our academy's gate guards into this state. Do you think I'll believe you just because you said a few words?"

Her voice exploded beside everyone's ears like thunder, revealing unquestionable authority.

"Quick! Arrest them first!!" The leading teacher, a fierce-looking middle-aged woman, had an unchallengeably stern look in her eyes.

She gave the order directly, her tone resolute and brooking no disobedience.

Her subordinates immediately moved at her command, swiftly surrounding Tang San and Blade. They were about to subdue them and take them into the academy to be punished.

At this moment, several people in the crowd who had witnessed the entire incident from beginning to end hurriedly stepped forward and urgently spoke up.

"Hey! I can testify! That gate guard was the one who made things difficult first! Those two were only defending themselves!" A middle-aged man waved his arms as he argued excitedly.

"Yes, yes! The gate guards were the ones who started trouble. I remember, it was... it was... right, that bald gate guard was the one who picked the fight first!" Another young woman slapped her ample chest as if she had recalled a crucial detail, pointing at Yu Xiaogang on the ground.

The young woman had just spent a long time frowning and trying to remember which guard had started the dispute, but she could not recall. Seeing that bald Yu Xiaogang had been beaten the worst, she directly decided that he was the culprit!

As soon as she said this, everyone's gaze turned in unison toward Grandmaster Gangzi, who lay on the ground twitching faintly.

Their eyes held both surprise and a measure of schadenfreude.

Seeing that the man's uniform looked very familiar, the middle-aged female teacher was overcome by a bad feeling.

She hurried over, crouched down, and carefully examined Yu Xiaogang's bruised, swollen, unrecognizable face for quite a while. Only then did she realize in shock that this was the academy's renowned Grandmaster—Yu Xiaogang!

Several teachers who had come along also gathered around. They too thought the figure looked familiar, so they came to take a look. The moment they did, their expressions changed drastically. Yu Xiaogang was missing his front teeth, his face mottled with bruises, and he no longer bore any resemblance to the refined and gentle Grandmaster he usually was. A wave of astonishment rose in their hearts.

The teachers exchanged looks, their eyes full of confusion and shock. They simply could not understand how this Grandmaster, who enjoyed a certain kind of fame across the continent, had become involved in such a dispute—and appeared to be the one who had started it.

Their brows furrowed, their exchanged glances full of bafflement, as if they were silently asking one another, "Pfft? What exactly is going on? Could the Grandmaster we know have come here looking for trouble?"

Just as the teachers were lost in confusion and unsure how to handle this sudden situation, they heard Yu Xiaogang's muffled voice from where he lay on the ground.

Yu Xiaogang's voice was weak and broken, clearly showing that he had suffered severe injuries.

"Cough, cough... It's all a misunder... misunderstanding. Help me... up." Though Yu Xiaogang spoke softly, everyone present heard him clearly. His words carried urgency, as though he wanted to clear up this misunderstanding as soon as possible.

At once, a burly male teacher stepped forward and carefully helped Yu Xiaogang to his feet. His movements were gentle, afraid of injuring the wounded Grandmaster again.

Yu Xiaogang's head was covered in purple and green bruises. He weakly rested it against the male teacher's shoulder, looking so absurd that it was hard not to laugh out loud.

At this very moment, his bald head should have looked especially conspicuous beneath the sunlight, yet it had become dull and lusterless from the bruising and swelling.

His signature cowardly face was now covered in wounds. His nose seemed crooked, and dried blood left dark red streaks beneath it, making his features look exceptionally distorted.

Yu Xiaogang's lips were badly swollen, and the gap left by his missing front teeth made his faint whimpers seem especially pitiful.

His clothes clung to him in crumpled folds, covered in dust and blotches of blood. He looked utterly wretched!

With the male teacher's support, Yu Xiaogang did his best to steady himself after standing.

He turned to look at Jack. Though his speech was unclear, his eyes carried determination and expectation.

"Old sir, give... give me the certificates." Yu Xiaogang's voice was weak, but the earnestness in his tone could not be ignored.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's battered, unrecognizable appearance, Jack froze where he stood. The scene before him had frightened him, and it took him a long while to recover from his shock.

With trembling hands, he took out two certificates from his clothes and carefully handed them to Yu Xiaogang.

There was a trace of hesitation in Jack's movements. His eyes were filled with complicated emotions, containing both sympathy for Yu Xiaogang's plight and confusion over this inexplicable conflict.

Yu Xiaogang struggled to force open a narrow slit between his swollen eyelids. Through that limited view, he carefully examined the certificates in his hand.

A moment later, a glimmer flashed through his eyes, as though he had found a ray of hope in the darkness.

Then another crafty gleam flashed through his eyes. A smile that said just as I thought spread across his lips, like ripples stirred upon a pool of spring water.

Yet on that weathered, wounded face, the smile looked somewhat twisted, like ghostly fire flickering in the night, sending an involuntary chill down one's spine.

He nodded gently. The movement was slight, yet it seemed to carry immense weight, as though he were affirming a conclusion that had long been destined.

His eyes were as deep as the sea, as if they could see through people's hearts, yet they also seemed to gaze toward future glory.

At this moment, his heart was churning like stormy seas, filled with excitement.

That joy was like a volcanic eruption, impossible to suppress. He cried out ecstatically in his heart:

It's in the bag! It's in the bag!

My Grandmaster honor points are in the bag!

I, Yu Xiaogang, am finally going to cultivate two peerless Geniuses! His voice echoed within his heart, full of pride and anticipation.

And from now on, my title of Grandmaster will ring out even louder! All those voices that doubted me will be crushed beneath my feet! His fists clenched in secret, as if he could already feel the glory that was about to arrive.

Becoming famous throughout the continent is just around the corner!! His eyes shone with the light of ambition and dreams, as though he could already see himself standing at the summit of the continent, receiving the admiration of countless people.

That confidence and pride burned like Burning Flames, illuminating the path ahead of him!!

"Good, good. Teachers, take these two children outside my office first. I... I'll handle them. I'll give you an explanation afterward."

But although Yu Xiaogang's heart was surging with excitement, his outward voice remained weak. The authority and resolve in his tone, however, could not be questioned.

Since the Grandmaster had said so, the middle-aged female teacher could only grit her teeth and suppress the anger in her heart, despite still feeling doubtful and dissatisfied. She knew he was the dean's friend and held an extraordinary position within the academy.

She swept her gaze over the injured people groaning on the ground, her brows tightly furrowed, before decisively giving the order, "Get someone to take the injured for treatment. Disperse the crowd as well, and bring those two over!" Her voice was firm and forceful. Several teachers and students immediately responded and began bustling about.

"Hey, hey! Teacher, what about the children? I'm worried!" Hearing that the Grandmaster intended to take Tang San and Blade away to deal with them, Old Jack immediately became frantic. He interrupted in panic, his eyes full of worry and fear.

He gripped his cane tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably, as though he could already foresee the trouble the children were about to face.

His voice carried a note of pleading, hoping the teachers would show mercy and not be too harsh on the two children.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang forced himself to hold on with his last bit of strength. His voice was weak, but every word was firm and excited. "Old sir, rest assured. Don't worry about them. This is a misunderstanding. I'm the Grandmaster, trust... me." His words carried unquestionable authority, despite his body already being in an extremely terrible state.

The moment he finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang's body suddenly went limp. His eyes closed, and he fainted on the spot. His injuries were clearly too severe, and coupled with his overwhelming excitement, he could no longer hold on.

His body slowly collapsed like a falling mountain. Fortunately, the male teacher beside him caught him in time, preventing him from hitting the ground again.

The middle-aged female teacher's expression changed when she saw this, and she hurriedly ordered, "Quick! Treat the Grandmaster first!! Settle the old sir somewhere first! As for these two children, take them to the Grandmaster's office!!" Her voice was full of urgency, though inwardly she could not help complaining that Yu Xiaogang, a Soul Grandmaster, had been beaten so badly. It was rather speechless.

After saying that, the female teacher shot Tang San a vicious glare. Her gaze was sharp as a blade. She had clearly remembered that when she arrived, it was this Kid who had been tightly gripping Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang by the clothes.

She had already made up her mind that this Kid was most likely the culprit!

The other teachers thought much the same as the female teacher, their anger and dissatisfaction nearly spilling from their faces.

They all believed that Tang San alone must have been responsible for injuring so many gate guards!

If the Grandmaster had not said it was a misunderstanding, they might truly have punished Tang San on the spot!

As one teacher who had recovered from his shock passed by Tang San, he still could not help warning him in a low voice, "You're lucky, Kid. The Grandmaster is protecting you! Otherwise, heh." His tone carried a cold sneer, and his eyes revealed his dissatisfaction and warning toward Tang San.

In response, Tang San merely gave a completely undisguised, contemptuous smile. His gaze was firm, and a mocking curve touched his lips. He clearly did not believe he had done anything wrong, and that confidence and arrogance only made the teachers' resentment flare even hotter.