Dai Mubai Furiously Berates Yu Xiaogang
He took a deep breath and nodded heavily:
"You're right. I was confused."
He looked at Ah Yin, then at Tang San, his voice was low but firm:
"That piece of Spirit Bone, I will personally hand it over to Brother Fu when I get back."
"If he doesn't accept it, I will keep begging until he accepts it."
Ah Yin heard this, and finally a smile appeared on his face:
"This is the Tang Hao I know."
Tang San stood aside, looking at the heartwarming scene between his parents, with the corners of his lips slightly curved.
Mother is right.
What the master gave him is more precious than any Spirit Bone.
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Suotuo City, Shrek Academy.
Dai Mubai and his second brother Dai Niesheng were walking on the bumpy main road of the college.
Twelve-year-old Dai Mubai is a bit taller than two years ago. His long blond hair is still eye-catching, and his heterochromatic pupils glow lightly in the sun.
He walked in front, introducing the situation of the academy to his second brother as he walked, with a bit of inexplicable pride in his tone.
"Second brother, look, this is Shrek Academy."
"It's a bit broken, but the people here are not simple."
"Teacher Zhao is Soul Saint, Teacher Li is also Soul Emperor..."
Dai Niesheng followed him, looking around calmly.
Behind the two people, there were two slender figures.
Zhu Zhumeng was wearing a simple and elegant light blue dress, with black hair like a waterfall, and a cold face. He followed Dai Mubai quietly without saying a word.
Zhu Zhuying had a gentle smile on his face. He occasionally looked up at Dai Niesheng's back, then quickly lowered his head.
A group of four people were walking when a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
Gray robe, thin, with a certain burning light in his deep-set eyes.
It is Yu Xiaogang.
Dai Mubai's footsteps suddenly stopped.
When he saw the person coming clearly, his face instantly darkened, and disgust and annoyance were undisguised in his heterochromatic pupils.
"Hey! Why are you so haunted?"
There was irrepressible anger in his voice, and he even took half a step forward, his right hand clenched into a fist, as if he was about to take action.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang's face froze slightly.
He didn't expect that Dai Mubai was so unabashedly disgusted with him, and couldn't even be bothered to maintain basic politeness in front of so many people.
At this moment, a hand pressed on Dai Mubai's shoulder.
"Mubai, don't be rude."
Dai Niesheng's voice is not high, but it carries a majesty that cannot be ignored.
Dai Mubai Turned around and looked into the calm eyes of his second brother. The impulsive anger seemed to have been poured with cold water and instantly withered away.
He was a little afraid of this second brother.
In other words, there is some respect.
Growing up in the palace, he was used to seeing intrigues and intrigues.
Brothers and sisters are polite on the surface, but secretly want to stab each other.
But the second brother is different.
The second brother is really nice to him.
When he was bullied by Dai Weisi, it was his second brother who stood up to protect him.
So he listened to what the second brother said.
Dai Mubai took a deep breath, unclenched his clenched fists, glared at Yu Xiaogang fiercely, stepped back half a step, and stood behind Dai Niesheng.
Dai Niesheng then took a step forward, nodded slightly to Yu Xiaogang, and said in a decent and gentle tone:
"Mubai is young and his words and deeds are incompatible. If there is any offense, I will apologize to you on my behalf."
He paused, his eyes swept over Yu Xiaogang, and said with the unique etiquette and scrutiny of a royal child:
"This is Dai Niesheng, Mubai's second brother. What do you call me?"
Yu Xiaogang looked at the young man in front of him, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Second Prince of the Star Luo Empire.
Sixteen years old, level 42 Soul Ancestor.
White Tiger Martial Soul, Innate Soul Power level eight.
He had already inquired about this information clearly.
Just the person he was looking for.
He straightened his back slightly, with his usual enigmatic expression on his face, stood with his hands behind his back, and spoke slowly:
"Your Majesty Yu Xiaogang. Your Highness must have heard of my name."
Dai Mubai stood behind Dai Niesheng and rolled his eyes when he heard this.
He couldn't help but speak, his tone full of sarcasm:
"Name? What name? Grandmaster?"
He sneered and continued:
"A loser who is over fifty years old and has not yet reached level 30. Innate Soul Power is half level, Martial Soul is malignantly mutated, and I heard he can only fart? He will never be able to break through Soul Elder in his life. How dare he call himself Grandmaster?"
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned livid.
Dai Mubai acted as if he hadn't seen it and continued:
"He will come up with some messy theories, such as Limit Spirit Ring, Martial Soul Evolution, which sound reasonable, but are actually useless."
"I heard that he almost killed his own student two years ago, turning a good genius into a useless person. If he hadn't been so lucky, he would have died by now."
He looked askance at Yu Xiaogang, his tone full of contempt:
"You still have the nerve to stay in the academy? I don't know what Dean Flender thinks, but he still keeps you."
Yu Xiaogang's chest heaved violently, and his deep-set eyes were filled with anger and humiliation.
If it had been anyone else who dared to point his nose and scold him like this, he would have walked away long ago.
But he can't leave.
These two people are his last hope to prove himself.
Star Luo Empire's prince is in the midst of a cruel competition for the throne.
The rule that the loser must die will make them desperately grab any life-saving straw.
And he is the straw.
As long as one of these two people can successfully ascend to the throne, as the teacher of the emperor, his theories and everything he does will be seen by the world!
Until then, let's see who dares to call him a waste!
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, forced a smile on his face, and was about to speak--
Dai Niesheng spoke first.
He nodded slightly to Yu Xiaogang and said in a still polite and gentle tone:
"Young Mubai speaks outright and without any malice, please don't blame me."
After saying that, he reached out and took Dai Mubai's arm:
"Let's go, Mubai. Take me to see the training ground."
After saying that, he nodded politely at Yu Xiaogang.
Dai Mubai was pulled by him and could only glare at Yu Xiaogang bitterly and follow his second brother forward.
Zhu Zhumeng and Zhu Zhuying followed silently.
Yu Xiaogang stood there and opened his mouth, wanting to stop them, but he didn't know what to say.
He looked at the figures walking away from each other, with a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes.
It doesn't matter.
When Dai Mubai is gone, he will go find Dai Niesheng.
He could see that Second Prince was much deeper than his brother.
As long as there is a chance to talk alone, he will definitely be able to convince him.
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath, turned and left.
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On the other side, Dai Niesheng pulled Dai Mubai a long way away before letting go.