Master Yu's entire body stiffened, and he whirled around.
Yang Xing had appeared beside him at some point, staring at him with a strange look.
"No need to wait. I'll give you my answer now, so stop fantasizing."
"By the way, I'm curious. Where did you get the confidence to invite a Titled Douluo to that academy of yours, which doesn't even have a proper plot of land and can barely afford food?"
"You weren't planning to have me, a Titled Douluo, eat porridge and pickled vegetables with you, were you? Or were you thinking that not only would I become your teacher, but I might even voluntarily serve as your wallet and financially support you?"
Master Yu's face froze at Yang Xing's words. Every one of them had struck directly at his true thoughts.
He instinctively took two steps back, embarrassment and panic flashing across his face. But he quickly steadied his breathing and reorganized his words. "Your Excellency Yang Xing, you misunderstand. Please hear me out. This will benefit you, your disciples, and our academy..."
He repeated the same pitch he had just given Flender, speaking quickly but clearly.
"Even if you are unwilling to become a teacher at Shrek Academy," Master Yu said at last, "could you accompany us when our academy relocates? Rongrong and Xiao Wu are in the group as well. As their teacher, you could accompany and protect them..."
"So you want a Titled Douluo like me to serve as a bodyguard for your entire academy?" Yang Xing interrupted, his expression turning even stranger. "Master Yu, are you sure you're not talking nonsense?"
"Not a bodyguard," Master Yu hurriedly denied. "Your disciples are also in the group. The main thing is to escort your disciples. As for us, we would only be traveling together,