Da Pao and Little Cannon looked at each other, then at Lu Yin. Their gazes held both the unfamiliarity of the present and the familiarity of the past. Lu Yin's answer wasn't what they'd expected from the way he was described online.
As the leader of the Eastern Frontier Alliance and the supreme figure of the younger generation, he showed no arrogance at all. He was just like the clueless freshman who'd first enrolled back then—so sincere, and so shameless.
"Junior Lu, do you know what people online say about you the most?" Da Pao asked.
Lu Yin was curious. "What?"
"Greedy," Little Cannon answered without hesitation.
Lu Yin's expression turned serious. The two thought he was about to argue, but instead, he smiled. "That's right."
The two were speechless.
"It's been more than twelve years since we last saw each other, hasn't it?" Lu Yin said wistfully.
Da Pao nodded. "More or less."
"You've been through a lot, Senior. Have you contacted the instructors at the Tenth Academy?"
Da Pao was excited. "We have. The instructors were delighted. Junior, we're going back."
Lu Yin smiled. "Of course. I'll take you."
At the speed of Lu Yin's ship, it would take more than half a month to reach the Tenth Academy.
Over those two weeks, Da Pao and Little Cannon learned more about the Fifth Continent. The more they learned, the more astonished they were by Lu Yin. They watched his battles against Lance, True Martial Night King, and Liu Tianmu over and over.
Their impression of the outside world had remained fixed on the former glory of the Ten Arbiters. Now Lu Yin had defeated them. It was hard to describe how they felt: their worldview had been turned upside down, yet they were proud because Lu Yin had