Yu Xiaogang could scarcely believe what he had just heard!
He was the continent's foremost Theoretical Master!
How dare mud-legged bumpkins like Zhao Wuji speak to him with that attitude?
They were defying heaven itself!
The more Gangzi thought about it, the angrier he became. But when his gaze fell on Zhao Wuji's enormous fists, he only dared grumble silently to himself.
"If you won't help, then forget it!"
"I have my own ways!"
Pouting, Gangzi reluctantly withdrew.
If there's no place for me here, there'll be a place for me elsewhere!
Once I unite the various powers, lead an army of righteousness to uproot Spirit Hall, and become a Theoretical Master revered for ten thousand generations...
Won't these mud-legged bumpkins have no choice but to kneel and curry favor with me?
When that time comes, even if they invoke their friendship with Flender, I won't show them the slightest consideration!
Still, Gangzi felt he needed to reconsider where to go next.
The Clear Sky Sect's mountain remained sealed. Without someone to guide and escort him, a mere rank-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster had little confidence he could reach their gates safely.
After turning it over in his mind, Gangzi decided to head to the Star Luo Empire first.
As for how to get the imperial family to take him seriously once he arrived, he could work that out later!
However, just as Yu Xiaogang packed his luggage and left Shrek Academy...
Three familiar figures who had kept him awake at night came walking toward him!
"Well, well, isn't this Rose?"
"You sure kept your big brothers waiting!"
Time was like fine sand that could not be held in one's hands, slowly slipping away unnoticed.
In the blink of an eye, two years passed.
Relying on his relationship with Tang San