"This brat." Tang Hao shook his head with a smile, his eyes slightly moist.
An old man and two children walked along the road leading to Notting City. The morning sunlight was warm, and the sadness of parting in Tang San's heart gradually faded. Like Jiang Chen, he was filled with anticipation for academy life.
Tang San was extremely curious about Soul Masters and the academy, and he kept asking Old Jack questions along the way.
Jiang Chen had reread Douluo Continent not long before transmigrating here, so he already knew everything Old Jack talked about by heart.
"Little San, Little Chen, we're country folk. Once you get to the academy, you must study hard. Don't let others look down on you, understand?" Old Jack said earnestly.
"Got it, Grandpa," the two answered at the same time.
"Especially you, Little Chen. Your talent is better than Little San's. At the academy, you must take good care of Little San and not let anyone bully him. Understand?"
Jiang Chen was somewhat speechless. With Tang San's abilities, he was the one who bullied others—who could possibly bully him?
"Don't worry, Grandpa. No one would dare bully Little San."
Old Jack nodded in satisfaction. Looking up, he could already see the broad, sturdy walls of Notting City.
"We're here," Old Jack said with a smile.
Jiang Chen and Tang San both looked at the city ahead in amazement. This was their first time in Notting City.
Ma Xiunuo, you never expected I'd still be alive, did you? I, Jiang Chen, have come to claim your life! Killing intent surged in Jiang Chen's heart.
After passing the inspection at the city gate, the three entered the city without incident.
Notting Junior Soul Master Academy was located in the western part of Notting City.