He had thought Ye Xingchen knew nothing of Tang San's background, but now it seemed that was not entirely the case.
Flender shook his head with a sigh of emotion, then asked:
"It seems your clearance within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is much higher than I imagined, if you can even learn about something like this!"
"But there is something I don't understand. If you know Tang San's background, why do you keep suppressing him like this? What will you do if you offend the person behind him?"
Ye Xingchen smiled faintly, his expression calm. Hearing Dean Flender's question, he almost failed to hold back his laughter.
Filled with emotion, he sighed, then rose to his feet, turned to glance at the flames in the fireplace, and said:
"What can a ruined man expelled from his sect do to me? Even if he is a Titled Douluo, what have I to fear?"
"We Soul Masters would never shrink from a battle!"
We Soul Masters would never shrink from a battle?
Hearing Ye Xingchen's words, Dean Flender could not help feeling his blood surge as he looked at this clearly young fellow, who had nevertheless spoken words that shook one's very soul power.
Deeply moved, Flender smiled faintly, then said:
"I was presumptuous. I never expected such an important figure to come to Shrek Academy. Ye Xingchen, from now on, I won't interfere in anything you do!"
"But regarding this conflict between you, Tang San, and Grandmaster, I advise you to bear with it this once. After all, he is still a powerful Titled Douluo!"
Leaving those words behind, Dean Flender flicked his sleeves and left the room.
Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong had been standing outside the door, eavesdropping. When they saw Dean Flender push the