The Fawning Grandmaster, Sudden Riches, and a Shopping Spree!

"You, who are you?"

Grandmaster looked at the disheveled, unkempt fellow before him, unable to recognize who it was for a moment.

"I am Tang Hao."

Tang Hao spoke up.

"Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo!"

Grandmaster's eyes widened. At that moment, his brain raced, and everything suddenly clicked into place.

Tang San, Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Hammer—as expected, Tang San was Tang Hao's son. His judgment had been correct!

"Do not mention titles from the past. I have come this time for my son."

Tang Hao walked over to Grandmaster's side and spoke.

"Your son..."

Grandmaster feigned ignorance as he spoke.

"Tang San is my son."

Tang Hao stated.

"Tang San is actually your son!"

Grandmaster wore an expression of utter shock, acting as if he had been completely unaware of the matter.

Right, innate full Spirit Power, the Clear Sky Hammer, and the surname Tang! Grandmaster looked at Tang Hao with the expression of someone wondering how he hadn't guessed it sooner; what a coincidence indeed.

"Grandmaster, I have no desire for idle chatter. Since you have taken my son as your disciple, I entrust him to you after I leave."

Tang Hao looked at Grandmaster coldly. "While I do not demand that he be exceptionally brilliant, you must remember: he is, and always will be, the son of Tang Hao."

"This... where are you going?"

Grandmaster's body stiffened. He sensed a deep dissatisfaction in Tang Hao's gaze and tone.

It was dissatisfaction directed at him.

"I have things I must do, but that has nothing to do with you. You need not ask; you only need to take good care of Tang San."

"I see you appear to be poisoned. As a reward for helping me look after Little San, I shall help you detoxify."

As he spoke, Tang Hao pulled Grandmaster directly up from his wheelchair.

"Thank you, Clear Sky Douluo. Clear Sky Douluo, you—what are you doing!"

Grandmaster looked at Tang Hao's fist, which was as large as a sandbag, and his eyes widened as he shouted aloud.

"Helping you clear your meridians and expel the residual toxins."

Tang Hao said this, then struck Grandmaster with a punch, followed by a period of inhumane beating.

The next day at noon, during lunch.

Qin Qi and the others were eating together. Tang San had recovered and was sitting with them as well.

"Little San, you are still young; you must eat more to grow. This is the meal I bought for you."

Yu Xiaogang walked down from the second floor wearing a mask, carrying a plate piled high with food, and walked up to Tang San.

"Mm!"

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaogang. He remembered that this guy had been unable to move due to poison just yesterday; why was he able to walk today?

And why was he wearing a mask?

"Little San, I have recovered. Once you finish your meal, come to my place; I will begin your formal lessons."

After Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, he walked away, limping as if his legs were injured.

Yesterday, his gaze clearly showed he looked down on me entirely, so why is he currying favor with me today?

What on earth happened here?

Tang San watched Yu Xiaogang walk away. Just now, he had caught a glimpse of sycophancy and fawning in Yu Xiaogang's eyes.

But what reason would there be to fawn over a poor student like him?

"Little San... why is Grandmaster suddenly being so good to you? He didn't poison the food, did he?"

Xiao Wu looked at the overflowing plate in front of Tang San, munching on a carrot as she spoke offhandedly.

"Mm!!!"

Tang San's heart suddenly hammered against his ribs. Xiao Wu's words served as a warning: that Grandmaster might truly have poisoned the food!

It was just as he had thought before: once the name of master and disciple was established, it could not be easily dissolved!

And if you no longer wanted a master (or disciple) at such a time, what would you do?

Naturally, you would find a reason to have them killed or crippled, so that you could replace them with a new one!

Tang San and Xiao Wu were chatting while Qin Qi ate, though he noticed something else.

Looking at Grandmaster's appearance, he must have been beaten up. Who did it? Tang Hao, I presume.

Because he got a thrashing from Tang Hao, Grandmaster has become well-behaved and started sucking up to Tang San.

Qin Qi looked at the lavish feast in front of Tang San. Grandmaster had given him food before, but it was only two chicken legs.

Now, however, the table was overflowing with a wide variety of delicacies; the difference in treatment was like heaven and earth.

It's nice to have a background. Oh wait, I have a cheat, so never mind.

Qin Qi grumbled to himself in his heart, then continued eating. Once he finished, he headed out to buy supplies.

Inside the apothecary.

"Give me one of this, this, and this."

"I want several pieces of this Whale Glue, and give me some of these precious medicinal herbs as well."

Qin Qi began purchasing the herbs according to the list Tang Jiaren had given him last night.

"Young Master, these herbs aren't cheap, and they're a hassle to pack up. Are you sure..."

The shop assistant looked at Qin Qi's still-tattered clothes and spoke with hesitation.

It was only because Qin Qi had bought things here before and always managed to pay that he hadn't been kicked out long ago.

"Don't worry, I'm not playing games with you. I genuinely want to buy these."

"Here is the money."

Qin Qi pulled out some coins, placed them on the counter, and spoke up.

"I'll pay, but don't try to cheat me. I'm going to inspect every single herb later. If you try to pass off inferior goods as quality ones..."

"Do you see the Notting Academy badge on my chest? If you dare to play me for a fool, I'll go back and bring my teachers and classmates here to smash your shop to pieces."

Qin Qi stared at the assistant. Such things happened often in pharmacies; the herbs might be the right species, but due to poor harvesting or storage, their efficacy had faded—those were the inferior goods.

When they encountered someone who didn't know better, they would mix the inferior goods with the good ones. The medicine would still work, just not as well.

"Yes, yes, of course. Rest assured, we would never do such a thing here."

The assistant glanced at Qin Qi's badge and confirmed at a glance that it was genuine; after all, no one in Nuoding City would dare impersonate the only Spirit Master academy.

After waiting a while, the herbs were brought out, and Qin Qi sat in the shop to inspect them one by one.

Even though he had money now, he couldn't be reckless. This was what you called being thrifty where you could and spending where you must—not a single cent could be wasted.

Qin Qi had learned a bit of pharmacology from Tang Jiaren. He could understand common herbs, but he was stumped when it came to rare ones.

He had to enter the Study Space to let Tang Jiaren take a look. It took some time, but he eventually picked out several problematic items.

The assistant didn't argue and simply had someone replace them. Once that was done, he paid, took the goods, and the transaction was settled.

After buying the herbs, Qin Qi went to purchase materials. Besides refining poisons, the Tang Sect also had methods for crafting Hidden Weapons.

Tang Jiaren hadn't let Qin Qi learn them before simply because they lacked the funds, but now that he had money, it was time to get started.

After a massive procurement of materials, Qin Qi's wallet shrank significantly.

"Sigh, Spirit Masters make money fast, but they spend it even faster."

Qin Qi sighed, but then he smiled again. Once he digested everything he had bought, his strength would surely see another massive boost!