The Round-Faced Bearded Man Reappears

Lin Chen twisted the logic, saying, "It's one thing to do nothing all day but freeload, but to turn around and act like someone else's money is dirty?"

"Having a friend like you is truly eight lifetimes of bad luck."

"You don't even have the ability to support yourself, yet you have the nerve to call yourself a grandmaster of theory?"

"Go wash up and go to sleep; stop embarrassing yourself out here."

As Lin Chen spoke, he stepped forward and shoved him aside.

Yu Xiaogang tried to resist, but he didn't expect the other's strength to far exceed his imagination, sending him stumbling and nearly falling to the ground.

He looked at Lin Chen, who was taking out a key to open the door, with a face full of shock.

How is this possible?

He is only a one-ring Spirit Master; how could his strength be greater than his own, a Great Spirit Master?

Is his Martial Spirit really that outrageous?

Yu Xiaogang had originally wanted to seize the opportunity to lash out and teach this ignorant kid a lesson, but now he didn't dare.

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to beat Lin Chen.

If a dignified Great Spirit Master lost to a one-ring Spirit Master, that would be a massive loss of face.

"Bang!"

Lin Chen opened the door, walked into the dormitory, and shut it behind him.

Leaving Yu Xiaogang alone, disheveled in the wind.

"Damn it, I made so many preparations, and in the end, I didn't even get to use them."

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his face twisted in a snarl.

"You just wait. One day, I will make you realize that not taking me, the Grandmaster, as your teacher will be the stupidest decision you ever make in your life."

Yu Xiaogang stared fixedly at Lin Chen's dormitory door, swearing silently in his heart.

Lin Chen was unaware of Yu Xiaogang's thoughts; he was already sitting cross-legged on his bed.

"System, receive spirit power!"

The moment his thought fell, a surging wave of spirit power appeared out of thin air within his dantian.

There was no need for refinement; it sank directly into his dantian, becoming his own unique spirit power.

In no time at all, his level had broken through to rank twenty-three.

Lin Chen opened his eyes and smiled slightly.

Habitually checking his panel, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"I don't know when Gangzi's bad luck will erupt, so it's best not to continue casting Disaster Curse on him before then."

"As for Tang San..."

"Although he looks like nothing happened, his bad luck must have already erupted; I just don't know exactly how."

"Should I give him a break?"

In an instant, Lin Chen tossed that thought out of his mind.

"I already cast a curse at the school gate; casting one or two more isn't a big deal."

"As for Xiao Wu..."

For some reason, Xiao Wu's stacked bad luck never exceeded three times.

Every time he cast a curse, she would quickly burn through it.

From this point alone, she seemed much more like a Child of Destiny than Tang San.

"Then I'll just have to favor Xiao Wu and Tang San a bit more."

Lin Chen's lips curled slightly.

There were no classes at Nuoding Academy in the afternoon.

Work-study students were either working or cultivating in their dorms.

After Xiao Chenyu and his group graduated, there was naturally no one left to help the work-study students with their chores.

However, in order to fawn over Xiao Wu, Tang San had taken on all the work himself.

It had to be said, Tang San was still frugal.

He would rather waste time doing manual labor than pay tuition.

If it weren't for his teacher being Yu Xiaogang, the academy would have long since revoked their work-study status; after all, what kind of work-study student spends money so lavishly?

After finishing his work, Tang San returned to the dormitory and happened to see his teacher coming down from upstairs.

He was just about to run, but was called out by the man.

"Tang San!"

Tang San walked up to Yu Xiaogang with his head bowed, looking like a child who had committed a mistake.

Yu Xiaogang rebuked him with a tone of frustrated disappointment: "I heard from Lin Chen that you borrowed one thousand Gold Soul Coins from him and spent it all on Xiao Wu?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's gaze turned cold.

Damn Lin Chen, isn't it just one thousand Gold Soul Coins?

Did you really have to go and snitch to my teacher?

You've caused me to be scolded by my teacher; you truly have a path to death.

Though he was gnashing his teeth in hatred internally, he dared not show the slightest hint of it on the surface.

"Teacher, don't listen to his nonsense. I spent that money myself; it has nothing to do with Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu has never spent my money."

Yu Xiaogang was genuinely laughed at by his sheer absurdity.

"You spent it yourself?"

"Then tell me, what exactly did you do to spend one thousand Gold Soul Coins in just two years?"

"If you can't give me a reasonable explanation today, I'll have no choice but to call your father to deal with you."

As his teacher, how could he not know what kind of person Tang San was?

Yu Xiaogang wouldn't believe it even if he were beaten to death that Tang San could spend one thousand Gold Soul Coins on himself in two years.

"Don't!"

The moment Tang San heard his teacher mention calling his father, he became anxious.

He didn't want to disappoint his father.

Nor did he want his father to cause trouble for Xiao Wu because of this matter.

Even if there was only the slightest possibility.

"Teacher, I beg you, don't tell my father. I know I was wrong."

Seeing him like that, Yu Xiaogang's anger flared up.

He had been wise his entire life; how did he end up teaching such a useless disciple?

"How many times do I have to tell you before you understand? That is not how you pursue a girl."

"You must never let her feel that you cannot live without her. That will only inflate her ego, make her feel secure in your favor, and lead her to hurt you without restraint."

"Look at yourself now, being toyed with like a dog."

"Do you still not understand?"

The more Yu Xiaogang spoke, the angrier he became, his fists clenched tightly.

He wanted nothing more than to slap him across the face a few times.

Tang San kept his head down: "Teacher, Xiao Wu is not as bad as you say. She has never hurt me, nor has she ever demanded anything. It was all my own doing."

"???"

Yu Xiaogang looked at him in utter disbelief, as if doubting he had heard correctly.

"You..."

Yu Xiaogang wanted to curse but stopped himself, pointing at him with a trembling finger, unable to speak.

Tang San raised his head and looked Yu Xiaogang straight in the eye.

"Teacher, Xiao Wu is not the kind of person you think she is. She is different."

Yu Xiaogang: "..."

These words sounded familiar; it seemed Bibi Dong had said something similar back then.

Though, she had said it to Qian Xunji about him.

"Hopeless!"

Yu Xiaogang flicked his sleeve and left, completely extinguishing any thought of waking Tang San up.

Tang San was beyond saving.

At this point, unless Xiao Wu was killed, nothing else would work.

Tang San curled his lips and returned to Dorm Seven.

He sat on the edge of his bed, blankly watching Xiao Wu, who was sitting cross-legged on her bed cultivating.

"Hehe..."

As he watched, he couldn't help but let out a foolish laugh.

On the other side.

Yu Xiaogang walked out of Nuoding Academy, intending to send a letter.

However, he did not notice that a pair of eyes in the shadows had locked onto him.

"A piece of trash like this is fit to be my little darling's teacher?"

"Hmph, he truly has a path to his own death."

"Little darling, will you submit for the sake of your teacher?"

The round-faced Bearded Man hiding in the shadows couldn't help but reveal a wicked smirk.

He stepped out from the darkness and walked toward Yu Xiaogang.