Flender froze.
He stared at the master for several seconds, then reached out and touched the master's forehead.
"No fever." Flender withdrew his hand. "Xiaogang, have you muddled your head from studying theory lately? That's a Titled Douluo. How could he possibly come to our shabby academy to be a teacher?"
"I'm confident." The master's tone was firm.
Flender frowned. "Where does that confidence come from?"
"I've been observing him this whole time," the master said. "That Lord Yang Xing places enormous importance on his disciples' growth and safety. From what you told me, I learned that as a Titled Douluo, he should have countless matters to handle every day, yet he personally appeared twice to protect Ning Rongrong. And now, he has personally been teaching them cultivation for over a month straight."
Flender still shook his head. "Even so, he won't agree. Besides, we can't afford such a great figure. What if we make him unhappy..."
"I'll mind my limits," the master interrupted. "And there's another reason for doing this."
His tone grew heavier. "We'll soon be joining Heaven Dou Royal Academy. As far as I know, there are three Soul Douluo-level powerhouses stationed there. If people treat us well after we go there, we'll still be living under someone else's roof. If they treat us badly, we'll truly be at their mercy."
Flender fell silent.
"I was the one who proposed merging the academies," the master continued. "I had already prepared myself to be unwelcome and treated differently. But as long as Tang San and the others could gain a better cultivation environment and future, it didn't matter if we suffered a little humiliation."
He paused. "But things are different now. Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu's master is a ready-made connection. He can eliminate more than half of