Master-Disciple Affection Runs Deep

He actually said it just like that??

This thought flashed through everyone's minds simultaneously, and they exchanged bewildered glances, at a loss for what to do.

Even Tang San, who had been standing quietly beside the Grandmaster like a well-behaved child, felt his pupils constrict. He turned his head stiffly, glaring sideways at Jiang Naruto.

The more gazes gathered around him, the more profound the look of innocent confusion on Jiang Naruto's face became. He looked like a child who had spoken out of turn, glancing left and right at the crowd, hoping to find an answer on their faces.

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

Crack!

Yu Xiaogang's clenched hands popped, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Inside the office, a faint, stifled snicker seemed to ripple through the air. Seeing that the situation was turning sour, Principal Fuqi looked at Jiang Naruto with an awkward expression.

"This... Naruto... the Grandmaster doesn't have innate full soul power..."

"Eight or nine levels of innate soul power is still amazing! It's only natural he looks down on me!" Jiang Naruto replied as if it were a matter of course, making the atmosphere in the room even more uncomfortable.

Principal Fuqi didn't know what to say now. Several teachers began to struggle to hold back their laughter, and even Yu Xiaogang, who was currently furious to the extreme, couldn't find the words. Could he really open his mouth to berate a six-year-old child?

Berate him for what?

That he wasn't a genius with eight or nine levels of innate soul power, but a piece of trash with only 0.5 levels?

Yu Xiaogang couldn't take it anymore and stood up.

"Could it be six levels?"

Perhaps sensing that the atmosphere was wrong, the child tentatively guessed another answer, trying to make excuses for the Grandmaster all on his own.

"Then it's only natural for the Grandmaster to have high standards for his disciples..."

"...Naruto..."

Principal Fuqi covered his forehead with a heavy palm, struggling to spit out the two words. Jiang Naruto, acting as if he were being teased and getting agitated, looked indignantly at the teachers who were just stifling their laughter.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Is it possible the Grandmaster only has five levels of innate soul power?"

"What kind of joke is this? Even a six-year-old like me knows that if the Grandmaster only had five levels of innate soul power, how could he look down on me?"

"Besides, even if the Grandmaster only had five levels of innate soul power! That's still stronger than most teachers!"

"Pfft..."

Someone couldn't hold it in anymore, and a snicker broke out. The teachers could no longer contain themselves and burst into uproarious laughter.

The Grandmaster's face turned from black to red, then from red to white. He grabbed Tang San's hand and started to walk out, but someone tugged on his sleeve, refusing to let him go.

"Grandmaster, what exactly is your innate soul power level? Why is everyone laughing?"

"The Grandmaster isn't at five levels, he only has 0.5 levels of innate soul power!"

It was unclear which teacher had shouted it out amidst the laughter.

Slap!

Yu Xiaogang forcefully swatted away Naruto's hand, glared at the people in the room, pulled Tang San out of the office, and slammed the heavy door shut behind him.

Jiang Naruto wanted to laugh. Just before the door closed, in the final sliver of darkness, Tang San's icy gaze pierced through, sweeping over everyone present and lingering especially on him.

What?

Could it be that Tang San is going to hold a grudge against me just because I admire the Grandmaster?

Jiang Naruto sneered inwardly, though he kept his expression blank and confused. Principal Fuqi was at his wit's end; could he really blame Naruto, who was only six and knew nothing?

The joy of the school gaining a genius had been completely ruined. Principal Jin shook his head with a sigh and buried his head in processing Naruto's enrollment file.

In the hallway, Yu Xiaogang walked at a rapid pace, his leather shoes clicking sharply against the floor. Students and parents passing by saw his gloomy expression and instinctively cleared a path. Tang San, being led by the Grandmaster, had to quicken his pace to avoid being dragged along.

Once they reached a secluded area, Tang San stopped and pulled back on the distracted Grandmaster with both hands.

"Teacher!"

At this call, Yu Xiaogang finally snapped back to reality and turned around slowly.

"San..." Yu Xiaogang still wanted to leave a good impression on his newly accepted disciple. He wanted to explain, but his 0.5 levels of innate soul power made any rebuttal seem pale and powerless. In the end, he could only utter a few bitter, vague words, "Just now..."

Before he could finish, Yu Xiaogang was suddenly startled to see Tang San drop to his knees with a heavy thud. Yu Xiaogang rushed forward.

"San! What are you doing?"

Thinking Tang San wanted to leave his tutelage, Yu Xiaogang tried to pull him up.

But who was Yu Xiaogang? A notorious piece of trash. His strength was no match for Tang San, who practiced the Mysterious Heaven Skill. Tang San remained kneeling on the ground, immovable, leaving the Grandmaster helpless.

"Teacher!" Tang San looked into the Grandmaster's eyes, his expression solemn. He first cupped his hands in a salute, then pointed toward the sky. "A teacher for a day is a father for life! Your humiliation is the humiliation of this disciple! For today's insult, this disciple will surely seek justice for you!"

"..."

Yu Xiaogang's mouth hung open, his eyes turning red. He was a sensitive and emotional man by nature, and now, tears could no longer be held back, spilling from his eyes.

"Good! Good! Good..."

He repeated the word "good" several times.

Yu Xiaogang raised his arms to embrace Tang San, sobbing in a low voice.

He was unaware of the touching story between the master and his disciple.

After taking the enrollment certificate and the academy's entry pass, Jiang Naruto, whose home was in Nuoding City and thus had no need to live on campus or share a bed with underage girls, hurried toward home.

Jiang Naruto was in a good mood, but he still felt the need to complain.

Protagonists are just magnets for trouble!

He had been transmigrated into this world for nearly half a year.

On ordinary days, Jiang Naruto had absolutely nothing to do, spending his time eating and drinking in comfort and ease. Yet today, upon meeting Tang San, the boy hadn't even spoken a word to him, but the sheer aura of trouble radiating from him had already put Jiang Naruto through hell.

As expected of a protagonist, truly terrifying!

His small figure darted rapidly through the streets of Nuoding City, drawing curious gazes from several familiar neighbors.

"Little Ming! I've got some fish left! Want it for twenty percent off?"

"No need!"

Jiang Naruto didn't slow his pace, merely waving a hand in response. He had important matters to attend to; how could he be swayed by such a stingy discount?

Poor little Jiang Naruto wove through the crowd of legs, and just as he squeezed between two middle-aged men, a voice suddenly rang out in his mind.

"...Um... that... I was in the wrong earlier..."

The voice was so soft it was nearly drowned out by the surrounding clamor. Jiang Naruto frowned, straining his ears to barely make it out.

Was this... an apology?

Naruto's eyes brightened. Without a second thought, he retorted purely out of instinct, "Oh? You're actually apologizing? I thought you were going to hide somewhere for the next few days and secretly shed some little pearls."

"..."

Inside the Sealing Space, Bibi Dong's face darkened, her temples throbbing. This brat was truly detestable!

"Oh? I wasn't talking about you just now; I was talking about someone else. Don't misunderstand."

Shameless!

He had never seen anyone swallow their own words after they had already been spoken.

No matter how indignant Bibi Dong felt at this moment, she had no choice but to swallow her pride.

For the sake of peace, Bibi Dong decided not to hold his previous words against him. She slowly lowered her eyes, exhaled, and apologized once more in a voice as faint as a mosquito's hum.

"I was in the wrong earlier... I didn't consider things carefully... I was reckless..."

Jiang Naruto, still jostling through the crowded street, slowed his pace slightly, frowning in thought. This didn't quite fit Haji-Dong's character.

"What about Yu Xiaogang then?"