"I never expected my humble Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy to welcome such an important figure as yourself."
Yu Xiaogang smiled faintly and said with great poise, "You flatter me, Chief Meng.
"I am merely a man with an undeserved reputation. I dare not accept such praise.
"Actually, I have come today to ask a favor."
Meng Shenji raised his brows and asked curiously, "Oh? What favor does the master seek?"
Yu Xiaogang's gaze fell upon Lu Yu once more as he spoke slowly. "This young friend Lu Yu is a fellow townsman of Tang San, my personal disciple.
"The two are about to part ways, and I would like them to spar as a parting gift.
"Would Chief Meng be willing to watch the match with me?"
Hearing this, Meng Shenji's gaze swept back and forth between Lu Yu and Tang San, as though he were considering something.
Lu Yu, meanwhile, was speechless. He had not expected Yu Xiaogang to make such a request at this moment.
During his five years at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy, he had barely interacted with Yu Xiaogang, much less offended him.
Yet Yu Xiaogang was now acting so high and mighty, as though he intended to use Lu Yu as a negative example for training his disciple.
A nameless fury rose in Lu Yu's heart.
But Lu Yu was a calm man. He quickly suppressed his anger, and his gaze turned sharp.
He said flatly, "Since the master has spoken, then let's do it."
At Lu Yu's answer, the corners of Yu Xiaogang's lips lifted in an imperceptible smile.
However, he did not respond to Lu Yu at once. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Meng Shenji, seemingly waiting for his reply.
Meng Shenji narrowed his eyes slightly and gave Lu Yu