The Academy Doesn't Keep Idlers!

Yu Xiaogang did not think there was anything wrong with it.

He was just a commoner without Soul Power. So what if he had been beaten?

Besides, what was Yu Xiaogang's status?

The dean's honored guest, a direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the most important member of the Golden Iron Triangle...

Could a mere commoner afford to offend any one of those identities?

After Master left, Director Su's face had darkened like charcoal.

Yet he did not fly into a rage. Instead, he began examining Tang San's Martial Soul Awakening certificate.

There was hardly any need to look. Dressed like that, how could Tang San possibly be some rich family's child?

But just in case, Director Su decided it was better to take a look.

With the dean around, he could not openly "retaliate" against Yu Xiaogang and his disciple Tang San.

But he was the director of studies. He could still make things difficult for Tang San.

"Don't let me run into you outside."

A vicious glint flashed through Director Su's eyes. He did not care what happened to his brother-in-law.

But they had so openly disrespected him—practically slapped him in the face. He could not swallow that!

He was a Soul Elder!

Even the city lord had to show him some respect.

How dared one good-for-nothing and one country bumpkin do such a thing!

"Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Innate Soul Power rank eight, Work-Study Student from Earth Dog Village... That's it?"

Director Su froze. He rubbed his eyes and reread Tang San's Martial Soul Awakening certificate for a while before confirming that he had not misread it.

A textbook trash Martial Soul, yet he had Innate Soul Power at rank eight!

No wonder that little flathead had taken him as a disciple. Trash plus trash was still trash.

That little flathead's reputation at the academy was already rotten. No one was willing to listen to his theories, much less take him as their teacher.

So he had found a new student with slightly higher Innate Soul Power and sweet-talked him into becoming his disciple.

Without changing expression, Director Su said, "Tang San, right? Go to the Seventh Dormitory yourself. A teacher will arrange your uniform and your Work-Study Student duties later."

Director Su could not understand how his brother-in-law had been beaten until he vomited blood by a six-year-old rank-eight Soul Warrior.

Most importantly, this person's Martial Soul was fucking Blue Silver Grass!

"What a piece of trash!"

"Okay, thank you, Teacher."

Tang San bowed to Director Su before speaking.

He had not expected the gatekeeper he had beaten earlier to be this man's brother-in-law.

Yet the man had not pursued the matter, nor had he even asked about it. Tang San found that deeply puzzling.

"Could that little flathead really carry that much weight at the academy?"

Tang San could not help thinking of Yu Xiaogang and carefully recalling his behavior.

He realized that Yu Xiaogang seemed not to take the man before him seriously at all...

"Or perhaps that little flathead's cultivation is even higher than his. Otherwise, how could he..."

Tang San left the academic affairs office in confusion and headed toward the Seventh Dormitory.

"Director?"

After Tang San left, the older teacher and the gatekeeper surnamed Wu both felt the air grow several degrees colder.

"I'm fine. Little Wu, take my brother-in-law to the clinic first. Take these Gold Soul Coins. If they aren't enough, come tell me."

Director Su pulled several Gold Soul Coins from his pocket and handed them to the gatekeeper surnamed Wu.

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away."

The gatekeeper accepted the Gold Soul Coins and hurried off. He felt creeped out staying here for even one more second!

After the gatekeeper left, only Director Su and that teacher remained.

The two exchanged a glance without speaking.

After a long while, Director Su finally said, "Isn't that Tang San a Work-Study Student? Hand all the academy's toilets over to him!"

"Yes, I'll have Mo Hen arrange it immediately."

"Mm. Be efficient. The academy doesn't keep idlers."

After that teacher left as well.

Director Su slammed his palm onto the table with a bang...

Table HP -1

"This is going too far!"

"It's time to show some concern for Master and his disciple. They're heading out!"

After Zhu Rong and Xiao Chenyu arrived on the second floor of the cafeteria, Xiao Chenyu personally ordered the dishes. The meal cost a full three Gold Soul Coins.

Even someone of his status felt the sting.

That was three whole Gold Soul Coins!

Looks like I'll have to cut down on some unnecessary expenses later.

Xiao Chenyu silently thought. Even as the city lord's son, his yearly allowance was only a hundred coins.

Three Gold Soul Coins had far exceeded his budget.

With a smack.

Zhu Rong slapped over a hundred Gold Soul Coins onto the table.

"I'm new here, and Brother Xiao has shown me around the academy and helped me enroll. How can I keep letting you treat me? This meal is on me!"

Looking at the Gold Soul Coins on the table, Xiao Chenyu swallowed hard.

He had just been agonizing over three Gold Soul Coins, while the other party had casually taken out over a hundred without batting an eye.

Was this what it meant to be filthy rich?

"Xiao Chenyu, you can't accept them! If you do, the goodwill you've built during this time will be gone!"

"Xiao Chenyu, accept them! That's over a hundred Gold Soul Coins!"

Two little figures fought in Xiao Chenyu's mind, leaving him utterly conflicted.

In the end, Xiao Chenyu gritted his teeth and decided to give up the immediate profit before him.

"I feel like an old friend the moment I meet you, brother. Treating you to a meal is only natural! Hurry and put them away!"

"..."

Zhu Rong smiled helplessly. Xiao Chenyu was quite the talker, and rather interesting too.

He had taken out those Gold Soul Coins simply to see what choice Xiao Chenyu would make.

Unexpectedly, the other party had good character and had actually given up the immediate profit before him.

The other party had shown him around the academy, helped him enroll, and treated him to a meal.

All of that had been purposeful—for the sake of befriending a genius like him!

But so what?

He had taken real action, done the work, and shown great sincerity.

Zhu Rong had accepted his help as well. How could he deny knowing him afterward?

If the other party had taken the Gold Soul Coins for the immediate profit, Zhu Rong would not have said anything. It would have counted as repayment for the "favor" he had received during this time.

Then the matter would have been settled and over.

But the other party had actually restrained himself!

This was a friend worth making, though not one worth getting too close to.

"Everything is for profit."

Zhu Rong did not say much else and put away the Gold Soul Coins on the table.

Fortunately, the two of them were in a private room. If they had been out in public, Zhu Rong would probably have become famous by tomorrow.

"Haha, let's go. I'll take you to the dormitory."

Xiao Chenyu laughed freely as he spoke.

His family did not lack Gold Soul Coins, but he did. Over a hundred Gold Soul Coins still made his heart ache somewhat.

Speaking of dormitories, Xiao Chenyu said somewhat awkwardly, "I really didn't expect Director Su to agree to give you a single room. Even I live in a shared dormitory. You really do have some clout, brother!"

"That's only because Brother Xiao doesn't want one. If Brother Xiao were willing to ask, would Director Su dare refuse?"

Zhu Rong teased.

Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy had originally been an academy for nobles.

The noble parents who sent their children here were never interested in learning alone.

They treated the academy as a social platform where their children could get to know more noble children.

Living together could also strengthen their friendships...