This child is too powerful, isn't he?

Wang Feng laughed heartily and said, "Many thanks for the reward, young master! If you need anything in the future, just give us a command!" The two guards spoke in unison, their voices filled with such extreme reverence that it looked as if they were about to kneel before Wang Feng. "It seems we shouldn't have come to this academy after all. Little San, Grandpa, let's just go and join the Spirit Hall instead." After all, this was Notting Academy. Seeing the gatekeeper, who had been arrogant and dismissive just a moment ago, now apologizing to him with such respect—his expression as if he were facing his own ancestor—Wang Feng sneered inwardly. Could it be that they were originally recruited by the Spirit Hall? And only came to the academy afterward? At this moment, a strange, mocking, and somewhat familiar tone rang out: Seeing this, Tang San and Old Jack were both stunned, their hearts filled with suspicion. Hearing this, the two guards were ecstatic and hurriedly accepted the gold soul coin. This is just too incredible, right? Wang Feng stepped forward and pulled a gold soul coin from his pocket. Besides, Wang Feng didn't care about this single gold soul coin at all! It felt absolutely surreal, almost like a dream. His heart was filled with immense excitement. The guard understood and hurriedly bowed, apologizing with extreme humility: "..." Tang San. In the original story, these two little guards were the type of petty officials who are difficult to deal with. Old Jack's expression changed, and he hurriedly took out the certificate and handed it to the two academy guards. The two of them didn't hesitate at all; they hurriedly bent down to pick up the certificate, their faces wearing fawning smiles as they walked over to Wang Feng and looked at him. This was somewhat similar to the social nuances of China. The gatekeeper hurriedly said with a fawning smile, "Please, you must not take offense... We certainly don't want to go against the Spirit Hall! That is absolutely not the case!" Wait, did he say they should just go to the Spirit Hall instead? The tall archway was built of hard rock, with two iron gates underneath, looking quite official. "Work-study student? From which village? Can your tiny, pathetic village even produce a soul master? Can a small mud puddle produce a dragon, or only earthworms? Do you have a certificate? Let me see it!" And those two guards, upon seeing the gold soul coin, had their eyes glued to it! Brother Feng, are you really only six years old? Old Jack thought to himself, where would you get pocket money? Little did he know, Wang Feng didn't even look at those few silver soul coins, saying coldly: Old Jack scratched his head, still not quite understanding. A gold soul coin could cover the expenses of an ordinary family in Notting City for several months! The two guards looked at each other, both seeing the confusion in the other's eyes. Wang Feng was sizing them up. Could it be that these three were some kind of big shots? Was Holy Soul Village actually a very powerful place? Plus, there was the certificate of innate full soul power from earlier... Wang Feng turned a deaf ear, only pointing at Grandpa Old Jack. "What a brilliant tactic..." After all, through four months of various grueling training, Wang Feng's willpower had become much stronger. These two gatekeepers actually took out silver soul coins and gave them to Wang Feng? What was going on? Going against the Spirit Hall? His heart became even more convinced that this child was definitely a big shot! "Backwater village?" Not far behind, a thin, middle-aged man was also watching this scene, his eyes filled with a hint of shock: "Little brother, this... it was our eyes that were blind just now, it was our fault." A gold soul coin was not something a child from a remote village could just pull out, right? They absolutely could not afford to offend him! Wang Feng looked at the two guards with a smile. It was just that Grandpa Old Jack mostly stayed in the village, and the people of Holy Soul Village were simple and honest; how would he know about these city schemes? "Scram, this gold soul coin is a reward from this young master to you!" However, the two guards felt their hearts tremble as they listened. At this moment, both of them already felt that these three were definitely not simple people... "A few silver soul coins to dismiss a beggar? Do you think this young master is short of your pocket change? My pocket money for a single hour isn't even worth this much!" He first took out a gold soul coin to make these two little gatekeepers afraid to look down on him, then slapped a massive label on them, making them terrified and afraid to have any more doubts. Although he was only six, as he walked out now, tossing the gold soul coin in his hand, he actually carried a certain air of authority! Tang San also frowned, his gaze cold as he looked at these two. Wang Feng seemed completely indifferent, carefully examining the gold soul coin in his hand, as if he hadn't seen the guards at all. Hearing this, the guard hurriedly looked at Wang Feng. Then, Wang Feng began to gently toss the gold soul coin in his hand. Petty gatekeepers are the most difficult to deal with. "But I'm still feeling a bit unhappy now, I want to go back to the Spirit Hall, what should I do?" "..." Old Jack. As a transmigrator, if I use my brain a little, can't I play these two little brats like a fiddle? As he spoke, Wang Feng turned around. As a village chief from a small village, he had kept a very low profile after entering the city. The reason they gave Old Jack a hard time was because Old Jack hadn't brought any 'gifts'. "Old man, I am truly sorry, it was our fault just now, I hope you can forgive us..." Their monthly salary wasn't even that much! Wang Feng felt a secret thrill, experiencing the feeling of being a tycoon from his previous life. "N-no, it's fine..." Old Jack said, his old face flushed red, his vanity absolutely exploding. "Behave and pick it up for me. This gold soul coin is a reward from this young master to you." And there was a gold soul coin! Even if it was just a hollow reputation, it was enough to scare people to death! Wang Feng remembered very clearly that later, when these two guards tried to lay hands on Old Jack, they were beaten down by Tang San, and it wasn't until that person appeared that the matter was settled. He is even more formidable than those cunning and treacherous elders of my Tang Sect! "This child, is he too amazing?" He never expected that Wang Feng could change these two people's attitudes with just a few words. Seeing this, Tang San and Old Jack gasped repeatedly. "You two tiny academy guards actually ignored a certificate issued by the Spirit Hall. I think you want to go against the Spirit Hall! Eh, this Notting Academy is getting more and more impressive; even two tiny gatekeepers dare to go against the Spirit Hall?" It looked just like an ordinary middle school in some N-tier city in his previous life. "..." Old Jack, where had he ever seen such a scene? Hearing this, Old Jack's face changed again, a surge of anger rising in his heart, but he dared not vent it. But he was still hesitant! Swish, swish, swish, the faces of the two guards changed drastically! However, Wang Feng didn't want to fight with two little brats. It would lower his status, and he didn't want to wait until the guard dared to strike Grandpa Old Jack before he acted, so he spoke up directly in advance. Seeing this, the two guards shuddered, their minds already completely manipulated by Wang Feng. "This, what do you think?" This is too awesome, right? Wang Feng had saved up a small treasury himself, though it wasn't much, only a few gold soul coins. If they left now and the academy blamed them later, they would be finished! Wang Feng waved his hand at the two, tossed the gold soul coin casually, and said indifferently: Wang Feng said brazenly, "We from Holy Soul Village have never heard of you. You two dogs have offended our Holy Soul Village; don't even think about surviving in Notting City in the future!" After saying this, the guard threw the certificate onto the ground and glanced at it with disdain. Tang San thought silently to himself. His head was full of question marks? With this label slapped on them. The two looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and each took a few silver soul coins from their pockets, handed them to Wang Feng, and whispered with fawning smiles: But compared to the various buildings Wang Feng had seen in his previous life, it was just average. No wonder so many people want to be tycoons; using money to crush people is just satisfying. It scared these two tiny gatekeepers until their faces turned pale. After reading the certificate, one of the guards laughed a few times: "Is that so?" In the center of the archway were four large characters: 'Notting Academy'. "Hahaha, innate full soul power, and Blue Silver Grass... fake, right? Innate full soul power is a once-in-a-century occurrence. I've been here for years, and even the descendants of those noble lords haven't had a single case of innate full soul power. Can your tiny, pathetic village produce innate full soul power?" At this moment, Old Jack was about to pick up the certificate, but was suddenly pulled back by Wang Feng. Just this child, the aura in his every word and action was more imposing than those noble descendants. At this time, Old Jack had also brought the two to the elementary soul master academy. Moreover, Holy Soul Village had developed quite well over the years, so it could no longer be called very poor. At this moment, only Wang Feng's voice was heard continuing loudly: