Beside Yu Xiaogang, Tang San saw that Ning Rongrong had actually insulted his teacher like this. He immediately gnashed his teeth, his face twisting ferociously.
"How dare you humiliate my honored teacher like this! You're simply courting death!"
Just as Tang San's Soul Power surged through his body and he was about to summon his Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass, an arm stopped him in front.
He looked closely, only to meet Yu Xiaogang's kindly, proud gaze.
"Teacher... you..."
Yu Xiaogang raised a hand and patted Tang San on the shoulder, signaling for him to put away his Martial Soul. At the same time, deep relief and pride miraculously appeared on his corpse-like face, and he chuckled softly.
"Little San, there's no need to lower yourself to their level."
"They are likewise nothing more than children misled by rumors."
"As long as you, Little San, as my one and only personal disciple, acknowledge my research and knowledge, I, Yu Xiaogang, have already proven everything to the world."
Tang San was instantly so moved that his eyes turned crimson. In his heart, he swore that he would cultivate properly in the future, make his name resound across the continent in the end, prove his teacher's innocence to the world, and take back the honor that belonged to his teacher!
Opposite them, Ning Rongrong once again felt the killing intent radiating from Tang San. Frightened, she hid behind Zhu Zhuqing again, her little face turning tense once more.
Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing turned her head and signaled to Ning Rongrong behind her. Then she turned back, and as her gaze fixed on the two people before her, coldness rose in her eyes, while the Soul Power in her body began to circulate.
This time, Zhu Zhuqing was finally thoroughly enraged in her