At the mention of those novel Soul Tool technologies, Ma Hongjun and the others could not help but exclaim in amazement.
Ning Rongrong frowned. "I heard all those things were created by that beast Jiang Chen."
At the mention of Jiang Chen, everyone fell silent.
After a moment, Tang San broke the silence. Looking at Flender, he asked, "Dean Flender, where is my teacher?"
As soon as Tang San spoke, Flender, Liu Erlong, and Zhao Wuji all turned incomparably grim. They remained silent.
Tang San's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling.
"Teacher Erlong, what happened to my teacher?" Tang San could no longer sit still and rushed in front of Liu Erlong.
"Your teacher, he... he..." Liu Erlong pressed her lips together, unable to say it.
Flender sighed. "Little San, you must restrain your grief. Your teacher... he passed away."
Tang San's mind buzzed, leaving him completely stunned.
In that instant, he could no longer hear any sounds. Only Flender's words echoed through his mind.
His teacher had died!
Dai Mubai and the others were utterly shocked, then looked at Tang San with sympathy.
Xiao Wu rushed over and tightly wrapped her arms around Tang San's waist.
"Little San, you still have me."
Ning Rongrong stood as well. "Third Brother, restrain your grief. You still have us."
Tang San's vision gradually blurred.
He had followed Grandmaster ever since he was six years old. In his heart, Grandmaster had been like a father.
Grandmaster's death was undoubtedly devastating news to Tang San, something he could scarcely bear.
After a long while, Tang San finally calmed down a little. "How did my teacher die?"
Zhao Wuji glanced at Flender and said, "Grandmaster and I went to Sunset Forest and encountered an extremely troublesome soul beast. Little San, I'm sorry. I