"You can rest here tonight. Tomorrow, I'll have Liu Yi and the others take you out of Notting City while they're at it, so no one can keep an eye on you and retaliate."
"Thank you, Your Excellency Hall Master!"
"I won't disturb you any longer, Your Excellency Hall Master!"
Yang Hao thanked him again before finally taking his leave.
However, in the latter half of the night, his heart suddenly stirred as he sensed hostility.
Before long, the window to the room opened, and a small figure slipped inside.
Though the intruder was masked, that Soul Power aura was enough for Yang Hao to know who it was—it was Tang San.
After silently entering the room, Tang San surveyed its layout before looking toward the person lying on the bed, sleeping soundly.
He walked over and pressed a hand against the other's chest, injecting Soul Power to inspect him.
"His meridians really were torn?"
"How is that possible?"
"My Blue Silver Grass was fine. How could he fail to endure the soul ring of a Soul Beast that wasn't even four hundred years old?"
Tang San was puzzled. Was refining a soul ring really that dangerous?
"No, it must be his own problem. Teacher's theory can't be wrong."
Tang San still firmly believed in Teacher's theory. His first soul ring was proof enough.
He then began searching the room and eventually found his Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges belt beneath the pillow. Tang San picked it up and carefully checked every storage compartment, only to find that neither the gold card nor Teacher's belongings were inside.
"So they really are in league."
With a cold snort, Tang San confirmed his suspicion.
Wang Baoyu's injury was real, but he had surely joined forces with Spirit Hall to deceive the headmaster. All he