"..."
At his words, Tang San's expression finally changed beyond his control.
Xiao Wu, my Xiao Wu, you...
How could you join others in saying that about me?!
Tang San was suddenly overwhelmed by grief and indignation. More than the mockery, what hurt him was that Xiao Wu had not formed a different opinion of him as he had expected, and thus rekindled her "love" for him.
Thinking that Xiao Wu might not know what to think of him now, Tang San finally turned around. In order to salvage his image in Xiao Wu's heart under these circumstances, he had no choice but to stiffen his neck and defend Yu Xiaogang against his true feelings.
"My... my teacher isn't trash. He's the greatest theoretical Great Master in the Soul Master world, incredibly knowledgeable and familiar with many things."
"Oh?"
Seeing Tang San speak up for that so-called Great Master, Xiao Wu raised an eyebrow.
"What insight could a piece of trash possibly have?"
Having once been a soul beast, she believed most deeply that strength was everything. With strength came wisdom and wealth; without strength, one could possess nothing.
She had only been in human society for three months. All she had seen was its prosperity and novelty, so how could she have witnessed the far more complicated side of humanity compared to soul beasts?
For example, the emperor of the mighty Heaven Dou Empire could be a Swan Martial Soul Soul Master with little strength, while the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects, was not even a Soul Douluo, yet could still recruit Titled Douluo as enforcers and possess one of the greatest fortunes in the land...
All of this proved that humans were far more complicated than soul beasts.