Too hasty, damn it, this trash is actually Bibi Dong's old flame!

After entering the room, Flender shot a glance at Gangzi, who had been peeking from inside, signaling him to rest easy—everything was under control.

He only needed to wait a moment longer before making his grand entrance.

Yu Xiaogang nodded, returning Flender's look with a confident and satisfied smile; he was finally about to welcome the first disciple of his life!

Immediately after, he began to tidy his attire, not stopping until his flat-top haircut was groomed to perfection, at which point he gave his hair a satisfied pat.

During this period, he had thoroughly reflected on why his attempt to take Tang San as a disciple had failed. First, he ruled out the possibility that the boy's knowledge surpassed his own, and second, he dismissed the fact that Jiang Li's soul power was higher than his.

With those "irrelevant" external factors removed, the only explanation for his failure was the disparity in their appearances.

At the time, he had been trapped in a dead end in life, feeling frustrated and stifled, which naturally made him appear incredibly slovenly.

That damned pretty boy, however, had been dressed in fine, flashy clothes. Comparing the two, it was no wonder Tang San had made such a wrong choice.

This time, he would not repeat his previous mistake. A mere prince of the Star Luo Empire? He would surely handle him perfectly!

Outside the door, Dai Mubai, who had been unable to detect any movement, was extremely nervous; even his palms had begun to sweat slightly.

He truly needed this chance to defy the heavens and change his fate so badly that he had even considered that if the senior refused to take him as a disciple, he would kneel and beg for the status.

Time ticked by, second by second...

Finally, under Dai Mubai's eager anticipation, the door to the room slowly creaked open.

Dai Mubai hurriedly straightened his posture, hoping to leave a good impression on the legendary senior.

However, in the next second, he froze in place.

The first thing that caught his eye was that abstract flat-top, followed by a face that looked like a zombie's.

He remembered this person—wasn't this the twenty-ninth-level trash he had beaten up at the Shrek entrance earlier?

In an instant, Dai Mubai's expression turned cold. He glared at Flender, who had walked out behind him, and asked with an emotionless tone, "Dean Flender, I need an explanation. Is this twenty-ninth-level trash the peerless expert you told me about?"

As he said this, Dai Mubai was so angry he laughed at his own words.

As expected, he shouldn't have held any hope for a bush-league academy like Shrek.

At this moment, it dawned on Dai Mubai who this flat-top was: the abstract former young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The piece of garbage known as the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul that he had published in his youth was not only famous in the Heaven Dou Empire, but was also treated as a joke in their Star Luo Empire.

No matter what, he was the Third Prince of the Star Luo Empire. If he really took this blowhard trash as his master, he felt he would be disqualified from the throne long before his final showdown with Dai Weisi. It was simply too humiliating.

Hearing someone call him trash once again, Yu Xiaogang's face turned visibly red with heat.

"Flender, your student doesn't even know the most basic etiquette. This Master now feels that the matter of taking him as a disciple needs further consideration!"

Having said that, Gangzi turned around in a rage and slammed the door shut with a bang, leaving Flender and Dai Mubai staring at each other in the hallway.

"Mubai, you..."

Dai Mubai angrily interrupted what Flender was about to say, "Dean Flender, what is your intention in letting such trash be my teacher? Do you know that if I really took him as my master, my life would be ruined?"

He practically roared the last sentence.

The transition from hope to despair was so intense he felt like dying.

After Dai Mubai had vented his emotions, Flender calmly pushed up his glasses.

Yu Xiaogang was the key to whether he could see Er Long again. Although he could only ever be a well-wisher, seeing his beloved find her own happiness—was that not also a form of love?

Today, he would facilitate this master-disciple relationship no matter what!

Flender said unhurriedly, "Mubai, do you know what you just missed?"

The latter gave a disdainful laugh, "Dean Flender, I am well aware that he was expelled from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Even if I really took this twenty-ninth-level trash as my master, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan wouldn't necessarily stand behind me!"

This time, instead of getting angry, Flender revealed a cunning smile. "Mubai, Xiaogang is indeed no longer a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but setting aside his father, Yu Yuanzhen, and ignoring his twenty-ninth-level soul power, do you know he has another identity unknown to the public?"

Dai Mubai's brows furrowed deeply. He didn't believe that trash could have any terrifying backing.

Seeing that he had piqued the other's interest, Flender stepped forward, ensured no one was around, and whispered into Dai Mubai's ear, "There is a long-buried secret you might not know, but your father's generation certainly does."

"Back then, Bibi Dong, the Saintess of Martial Soul Hall, was hopelessly infatuated with the young Xiaogang."

"If the previous Pope, Qian Xunji, hadn't forcibly intervened in their relationship, I estimate that the child of Xiaogang and Bibi Dong would be about your age by now."

Boom—

Dai Mubai's pupils contracted instantly. What had he just heard?

That twenty-ninth-level trash... ah, ptooey, that theoretical master actually had a soul-stirring romance with the current Pope, Bibi Dong?

Damn it, he had been too hasty!

He had truly suffered a massive loss this time!

Damn it all, why hadn't anyone told him sooner that the damned flat-top was Bibi Dong's old flame!

Forget that he was only level twenty-nine; even if the man were a commoner, he would be a fool not to kneel and beg for apprenticeship!

If he became Yu Xiaogang's disciple and the man rekindled his old flame with Bibi Dong in the future, wouldn't he just take off?

The likes of Dai Weisi were nothing but dead bones in a grave; if they dared to bare their fangs at him, they were simply courting death!

Wait, why did he think of that phrase?