A week later, at Shrek Academy.
With bitterness on his face, Grandmaster sighed as he looked at Tang San lying unconscious in bed. For a moment, he did not know what to say.
He turned to look at Flender, who was treating Tang San, and could not help asking:
"According to what you said, doesn't that mean these youngsters no longer need us to tell them anything?"
"Then what was the point of my coming to Shrek Academy? Was it solely to teach my disciple Tang San?"
Hearing this, Dean Flender also felt a little helpless.
After all, he had originally brought Grandmaster into Shrek Academy to teach these children.
But with things having turned out this way, Grandmaster clearly could no longer be their instructor.
"I've already discussed this with Ye Xingchen. Given their current circumstances, they really don't need your guidance!"
"You know the specific reasons too, so I hope you'll focus on Tang San. I've already told them about the upcoming training at the Suotuo Soul Fighting Arena. That was your idea too, wasn't it?"
Hearing Dean Flender say this, Grandmaster sighed inwardly.
He had originally come with all sorts of training goals, but now they had all come to nothing.
Turning to look at Tang San, he could not help muttering to himself:
"That Ye Xingchen truly is unfathomable. If I get the chance, I'd like to have an in-depth conversation with him, but right now, we should save Tang San first!"
"Judging by his condition, even if he wakes up, I'm afraid he'll live in Ye Xingchen's shadow for a long time!"
Flender nodded calmly as he looked at the unconscious Tang San.
He could not help thinking, Didn't this happen because you brought it upon yourselves?
"All right, I won't stay here wasting words