Upon hearing Danheng's words, the shop owner withdrew his Mystic Iron Staff martial soul and viciously spat at Yu Xiaogang, who was lying on the ground.
"Pah! You damaged someone else's property, yet you didn't mention compensation at all. You don't want to pay any price, and you call yourself a theoretical grandmaster?"
After saying that, the shop owner gave Danheng an awkward smile. He hadn't made him take back the model, had he? He still hadn't finished measuring the data!
"Boss, continue measuring the data. I have a few things I'd like to ask this Grandmaster."
Hearing Danheng call him "Grandmaster," some light instantly returned to Yu Xiaogang's unfocused eyes.
"Cough, cough. Sir, I..."
Yu Xiaogang forced his injured body upright and squeezed out a smile more miserable than tears at Danheng, his face covered in dirt. But he immediately tugged at the bruise on his face, making him bare his teeth in pain.
"You're Yu Xiaogang, the theoretical grandmaster of the Soul Master world, correct?"
Seeing Yu Xiaogang like this, Danheng felt that perhaps he had thought too highly of him.
In Danheng's imagination, since he was a theoretical grandmaster, he ought to have been a scholarly sort, someone whose words were clear and logical.
Moreover, Shenfeng Dean's previous attitude had been enough to show that Yu Xiaogang's temperament must have been rather strange, which was why he had so few friends.
But Yu Xiaogang's performance just now had been somewhat disappointing.
Though his personality certainly was strange.
"Yes, sir. I am Yu Xiaogang. May I ask how I should address you?"
After wiping his dust-covered hand against his clothes a few times, Yu Xiaogang extended it toward Danheng. Danheng hesitated for a moment, but still shook his hand.
"My name is Danheng. I've read your works on