You Cursed Tang San's Dad

When Yu Xiaogang spoke.

Ye Qiu merely smiled indifferently.

They were geniuses with Innate Full Soul Power, while Yu Xiaogang was just a freeloader. Where did he get the authority?

Ye Qiu didn't care, but Xiao Wu wasn't having it. Full of indignation, she pointed at his nose and yelled, "Are you blind? They were the ones who started it!"

Yu Xiaogang didn't pay her any mind. He glanced down at her and Ye Qiu indifferently before turning to his beloved disciple, Tang San.

Yu Xiaogang walked leisurely to Tang San's side and patted his shoulder. "Xiao San, come up to the second floor to eat with me, then I'll take you to my room so we can have a good talk."

"No, Teacher, I'd rather stay with my roommates," Tang San shook his head. He didn't want to stand out. Perhaps it was fine in the village, but not out here.

"Alright, then wait for me at the cafeteria entrance after you're done eating." Yu Xiaogang released Tang San's shoulder and turned to Ling Feng and the others. "You all can leave now!"

Without another word, he walked straight to the second floor of the cafeteria.

After Ling Feng and the others hurled their threats, they quickly scurried away in embarrassment.

"What kind of master is this poker-faced guy? He's practically blind!" Xiao Wu, still resentful, muttered curses as she watched Yu Xiaogang's retreating back.

Tang San stood to the side, frowning. He felt terrible. This was the teacher he had knelt down and kowtowed to!

"Sister Xiao Wu, keep your voice down. He's the dean's friend, after all," Wang Sheng quickly urged Xiao Wu to speak softly. He then turned to Tang San, looking puzzled. "By the way, Brother San, why do you call him Teacher? He doesn't seem to teach any classes."

Ye Qiu interjected at the opportune moment. "That's because Xiao San took him as his master."

"Really?!"

Wang Sheng and the surrounding followers were dumbfounded.

"How could that be fake?"

Tang San looked at Wang Sheng strangely, not understanding his strong reaction. His forehead still hurt; it couldn't be any more real.

Wang Sheng stared at Tang San in astonishment, leaning in to whisper in his ear, "No way, Brother San. Let me tell you. This Master has a terrible reputation. He's been at the academy for a long time, and I've never seen him do anything. He's just a freeloader. I also heard that he's nearly fifty and still only a Soul Grand Master, so the title 'Master' is probably just him flattering himself."

"Enough!"

Hearing Wang Sheng's words, Tang San finally lost his temper. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he unleashed his pent-up frustration, even Xiao Wu's share, making Wang Sheng stumble back a few steps.

He said coldly, "I hope this is the first and last time. My teacher is not for you to judge! Thank you for your concern, but I don't think I need your treat!"

With that, Tang San turned and walked out of the cafeteria without looking back.

"What's wrong with him?! Is he crazy?!"

Wang Sheng was also a bit taken aback. He was only trying to kindly remind Tang San. Besides, everything he said was the truth; he wasn't spreading rumors.

"Ye Qiu, what's wrong with that guy?"

Xiao Wu also looked at Tang San strangely. He was skipping a meal for that dead poker-faced guy.

"It's nothing. His father got scolded by you, and he's a bit angry," Ye Qiu pinched Xiao Wu's tender cheek, a slight smile appearing on his face.

Xiao Wu, who was still confused, suddenly blushed and pouted at Ye Qiu with displeasure. Her puffed-up cheeks only made Ye Qiu pinch her a few more times.

"Hmph!"

Xiao Wu snorted coldly, swatting away Ye Qiu's mischievous hands. She turned her blushing face away. "Alright, Wang Sheng, don't mind him. Sister Xiao Wu is starving."

"..."

While Ye Qiu and the others were dining in the cafeteria, Tang San had already returned to the dormitory. He once again made do with dry rations and water for his meal.

Afterward, Tang San returned to the cafeteria entrance, waiting for Yu Xiaogang.

As people came and went, many cast curious glances at Tang San, but he stood there straight, his eyelids lowered, as if he didn't see them.

After about fifteen minutes, Yu Xiaogang finally emerged from the cafeteria. Seeing Tang San's composed demeanor, Yu Xiaogang became more and more satisfied with his disciple who possessed Twin Martial Souls.

He believed that under his tutelage, Tang San would surely become his golden signboard in the Soul Master world!

He, Yu Xiaogang, could then use his great achievements to shut the mouths of the world!

"Teacher!"

Tang San quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Here, you're growing, so eat more," Yu Xiaogang forced a stiff smile and placed a wrapped chicken leg in Tang San's hand.

"Thank you, Teacher," Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang's somewhat rigid smile, feeling a warmth in his heart.

"Let's go, Xiao San," Yu Xiaogang took Tang San's small hand and headed towards his residence.

At this moment, Ye Qiu and the others were just coming out of the cafeteria.

Watching their retreating backs, Ye Qiu knew they were going to discuss hunting for souls.

Beside him, Xiao Wu pouted and complained, "Ah~ When will I have money! Sister Xiao Wu doesn't want to keep eating rotten greens."

"Just hurry up and become a Soul Master, and you'll have money," Ye Qiu glanced at her, reminding himself to speed up. He immediately turned to Wang Sheng and said, "You guys go back first. I need to find some academy teachers to discuss hunting for souls."

"Understood, Boss!"

A smile appeared on Wang Sheng's face. As long as Ye Qiu became a Soul Master, they, the work-study students, would be worry-free and no longer live in fear.

After speaking, Ye Qiu walked towards the Dean's Office.

From his memory, the Director Su he met during registration yesterday seemed like a good candidate.

When Ye Qiu approached, things went smoothly. Director Su readily agreed to the soul hunting matter, stating that children with Innate Full Soul Power were precious treasures the academy couldn't ask for more.

Ye Qiu naturally believed this.

In the afternoon, Ye Qiu was quietly meditating and cultivating on his bed. Xiao Wu, on the other hand, was sprawled on the bed, occasionally glancing at Ye Qiu and his luggage, bored.

Tang San returned very late.

When he came back, he had a belt around his waist.

Ye Qiu knew this item was a storage Soul Tool: Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlit Night. He figured it must now be filled with Luo Sanpao's pungent white radishes.

However, compared to Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlit Night, Ye Qiu actually preferred its next line: "Where can a fair maiden teach the flute?"

Thinking of this, Ye Qiu couldn't help but glance at the little rabbit, who was unhappy because Tang San was going to give her white radishes.

" Ye Qiu, why are you looking at me like that?"

Xiao Wu looked up, glaring at Ye Qiu indignantly, with a hint of curiosity.

"Because you're pretty."

Ye Qiu smiled and closed his eyes, continuing to cultivate.

"Ah?!"

Xiao Wu froze. Looking at Ye Qiu with his eyes closed and cultivating, her face flushed deeply.

"Silly rabbit!"

Wishing everyone a happy life!