"Where is Tang San from your class?"
There was a hint of accusation in Yu Xiaogang's tone. Without Tang San, what was the point of him going to such lengths to get this lesson from the dean? This was supposed to be him showing off for Tang San. If Tang San did not come, who was he supposed to show off to?
"Master, I heard Tang San's teacher is also a teacher at Nuoding Academy. He can teach Tang San separately."
"What?! This is simply against the rules! How can a teacher give private lessons?"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes turned bloodshot. His earth-shattering wisdom and theories should have been admired by a genius with Twin Martial Souls like Tang San, yet now he was being told that Tang San did not even have to attend?
"Class dismissed!"
Yu Xiaogang hastily ended the lesson and strode toward the dean's office.
"Dean, why can that person teach Tang San alone? We are all from the same academy. You cannot give him special treatment!"
When he reached the dean's office, Yu Xiaogang briefly straightened his somewhat messy black academic robe. Without even knocking, he pushed the door open, pointed at the dean, and began questioning him.
"You are questioning me? Although Tang San's martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, he has Innate Full Soul Power. His teacher also has Blue Silver Grass and is even a Soul Emperor-level expert!"
"Tell me, what do you have that can compare to him?"
"I—I have invincible theories! The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul! This knowledge stands supreme across the continent! Only I can transform his Blue Silver Grass!"
The dean could not be bothered to say anything more. This Xiaogang had practically gone mad. Usually, he acted proud and arrogant, finding fault with everyone he saw. So he was the type who could not walk away when he encountered a genius.
"I will not interfere in this matter. If you want Tang San to take you as his master, then challenge Mr. Tang Chuan instead of complaining to me. Please leave."
"Hmph!"
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang could only snort coldly before leaving the office.
The Nuoding Academy Dean was a forty-second-level Soul Ancestor, an expert even in Nuoding City. If not for the little friendship he had with Yu Xiaogang, he would not have spoken so politely just now.
"Tang Chuan? Just wait. When you ruin Tang San's first soul ring, this master will step in and take him for myself!"
By this time, Tang San and Tang Chuan had already gone their separate ways.
Since he attended lessons alone, none of his roommates had returned by the time he got back to Dorm Seven.
Sitting on his bed, Tang San's eyes brimmed with anticipation. In just a few days, he would become a true soul master. Just thinking about it made him happy.
And he would be going with his godfather. He had to find out what exactly was going on with Tang Hao then!
If Tang Hao truly is what I think he is, then he will have earned himself a death sentence!
Creak!
The door opened. Xiao Wu and the others had returned.
Aside from Xiao Wu, Wang Sheng's eyes were filled with envy and admiration when they saw Tang San.
Tang San had enrolled only recently, yet he had already taken such a powerful and handsome man as his teacher. His luck was simply that of a chosen son of heaven. They had heard that Tang San's teacher was not only handsome, but even stronger than the dean.
In Nuoding City, the strongest people they had heard of were the city lord and the Nuoding Academy Dean.
If they could also take such a powerful teacher as their master, they would probably wake up laughing from their dreams.
"Tang San, was that big brother from this morning your teacher? What is his name?"
Wang Sheng did not step forward. Xiao Wu was a girl, and such a pretty one at that. He did not think he had what it took to ask Tang San himself.
"Hm?"
A cold glint flashed through Tang San's eyes. Xiao Wu looked like a standard beauty in the making, yet she had unexpectedly set her sights on his godfather?
Damn Xiao Wu, does your mother know you are so scheming?
If his godfather had not told him earlier to get along well with his roommates, he would never have lent Xiao Wu a set of bedding on their first day.
Though reluctant, Tang San decided to dismiss her directly.
"If you want to know my teacher's name, why do you not ask him yourself? And Xiao Wu, I advise you not to casually approach my teacher!"
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Xiao Wu actually saw killing intent within them. Were human children these days all so fierce? Did killing intent have to flash through their eyes at every turn?
Xiao Wu instinctively took a step back. Since Tang San was unwilling to tell her and his attitude was so terrible, she could only wait until Tang Chuan came next time and ask him herself.
"Then... all right. I'll ask him myself next time."
Xiao Wu turned and left, returning to her bed.
Tang San had originally felt rather pleased to see that she had given up on the idea, but the moment he heard those last words, his composure shattered.
Next time? You still want there to be a next time?
Damn Xiao Wu, you truly have ulterior motives. My godfather is not only powerful, his appearance is practically divine. You are just a mere Work-Study Student. What right do you have to get close to my godfather?
"It seems I need to put sleeve arrows and those hidden weapons on the agenda sooner. Otherwise, Godfather will definitely get annoyed."
Early the next morning, Tang San got up early and waited outside the dormitory where Tang Chuan lived. As long as he took the initiative to find his godfather, Xiao Wu would have no chance to approach him!
"Little San? You are up early today."
"Not early, Godfather. When are we going to obtain my soul ring?"
Tang Chuan looked at the morning mist around them. The sun had not even risen yet. He had gotten up this early only because he wanted to cultivate the Purple Demon Eye.
But since Tang San was already here, they might as well leave immediately.
The two left Nuoding Academy and boarded a carriage bound for the Star Dou Great Forest.
"Godfather, do you know about Little San's biological father, Tang Hao?"
On the carriage, Tang San cautiously glanced at Tang Chuan, his heart uneasy as he spoke.
"Oh? I do. Your father is a Title Douluo, known across the continent as the Clear Sky Douluo!"
"A Title Douluo?!"
Tang San's eyes widened. Through Tang Chuan's explanations, he had learned of the nine cultivation realms of the Douluo Continent, which happened to correspond exactly to the nine layers of his Mysterious Heaven Skill.
"Then... then why?"
Tang San's eyes reddened, and tears gathered at their edges like a wronged young wife.
The man he had cared for ever since he could remember—his father—was actually a Title Douluo?
"Who knows? But Little San, since you have acknowledged me as your godfather, I will never let you suffer any grievances."
"Godfather!"
Only now did Tang San understand that Godfather Tang Chuan was not his biological father. After all, the difference in their appearances was far too great. Tang Hao was his real father, yet everything he had done chilled Tang San's heart.
A Title Douluo who behaved like a giant baby all day, unable to give even a shred of proper fatherly love. Tang San was certain that if he had not awakened Twin Martial Souls, Tang Hao might not even have bothered to give him those few hugs.
"Little San, remember this: no matter what you do, Godfather will stand by your side. Be firm in your heart!"
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