Yu Xiaogang

The gate guard instantly looked as though he had seen his savior when he spotted Yu Xiaogang. His previous arrogance vanished, and he behaved like a loyal dog wagging its tongue at its master as he hurriedly said to Yu Xiaogang.

"Grandmaster, you're back."

Yu Xiaogang ignored the gate guard. After freeloading at Nuoding Academy for so many years, he had long understood the vile nature of such lowly people inside and out. He turned his gaze to Old Jack beside him.

"Sir, are you here to enroll students?"

Old Jack nodded repeatedly, and Yu Xiaogang immediately understood. An old man and a child standing at the academy entrance—no matter how one looked at it, it was the classic scene of a respected village chief bringing a talented child from his village, one who had awakened a martial soul, to become a Work-Study Student.

Still, the "talented seedlings" from such remote places were only so-so, far inferior to the soul masters in major cities.

Yet only in such remote places was it convenient for Yu Xiaogang to exploit the information gap and the rule that a soul master could only have one teacher in a lifetime to prove his theories.

Although he held no expectations, Yu Xiaogang still said to Old Jack.

"Sir, may I take a look at Spirit Hall's certificates?"

Old Jack, already past fifty, naturally had a keen eye for people. At a glance, he could tell that Yu Xiaogang held no low status. In Old Jack's view, this little problem was hardly worth troubling the great figures of Spirit Hall over. If the man before him could resolve it, that would be for the best.

So, without delay, Old Jack hurriedly handed the certificates in his hand to Yu Xiaogang.

The first certificate belonged to Ye