This Has to Be Fake

"Lord Grass Shadow has come to see us!"

The four of them were stunned, then their faces lit up with delight. They hurriedly got themselves in order and prepared to welcome the Grass Shadow!

The Grass Shadow strode over with the bearing of a dragon and tiger, his face full of smiles. He soon arrived before them.

The four hurried forward and bowed in salute!

"Greetings, Lord Grass Shadow!"

The four of them immediately bent over, yet the Grass Shadow walked straight past them without even looking their way. He stopped before Yang Ming, clasped his hands, and said with a smile—

"Yuexia!"

His manner was courteous, even somewhat respectful. After looking Yang Ming over from head to toe, a trace of shock appeared on his face.

He was a sensory-type ninja. Standing before Yang Ming now, he could sense the powerful chakra contained within him, and he was even more astonished!

Behind him, Shui Daiyi and the others also bent over as the Grass Shadow clasped his hands. They respectfully called out to Yang Ming, looking as though they were paying respects to some great figure!

At this sight, everyone could not help but stare in dumbfounded disbelief, their expressions as though they had witnessed something terrifying!

Gui Wenda and the other three froze. The smiles on their faces stiffened, unable to rise or fall, leaving them utterly blank.

Hino Raku rubbed her eyes, unable to believe what she was seeing.

Everyone else widened their eyes. Some even pinched themselves hard, as if they were dreaming.

"Asō!"

Faced with all this, Yang Ming clasped his hands and returned the same salute. He spoke calmly, directly addressing the Grass Shadow by name!

At this moment, his attitude toward the Grass Shadow was completely different from before!

Yet upon hearing Yang Ming address him that way, the Grass Shadow did not dare act presumptuously at all. He treated Yang Ming entirely as an equal powerhouse, even with a measure of respect.

Yang Ming then swept his gaze over the crowd and turned to leave.

Seeing this, the Grass Shadow hurriedly followed.

The group soon departed!

Even after they had disappeared from sight, everyone remained as if in a dream, staring blankly at what had happened, unable to believe their own eyes!

"How is this possible? Lord Grass Shadow actually knows Yuexia Ming? This has to be fake!"

Several of Yang Ming's classmates muttered in disbelief!

"It's real. Yuexia Ming usually speaks so little that he barely says a word. Who would have thought he knew Lord Grass Shadow? With a background like that, no wonder he never puts anyone in his eyes!"

Meanwhile, the faces of Gui Wenda and the other three looked as ugly as though they had swallowed dead flies.

The four of them had formed a team, fought through countless battles, and made it to the final stage. Just as they were about to enjoy endless glory and earn the Grass Shadow's favor, they had suffered such a reversal.

Life was truly unpredictable. They had plummeted from the highest peak to the lowest depths!

Their moods likewise fell from their highest point to their lowest in an instant!

Gui Wenda's face was livid, Gang Qingtai was utterly shocked, Fujishima Jun could not believe it, while Chang Jiaye buried her shock in her heart and said nothing.

At that moment, the four of them could not force out a single word.

At this time, Yang Ming got straight to the point and told the Grass Shadow what he wanted: to leave the village and travel for a while.

The Grass Shadow had clearly already learned what had happened earlier. Combined with the aura he sensed from Yang Ming now, he immediately nodded. He had no way to refuse Yang Ming's request.

Nor was there any need to refuse.

Only through battle could a ninja grow. Otherwise, no matter how peerless a genius might be, he would merely be a fleeting blossom, unable to withstand a single blow.

However, he also made a request of Yang Ming. Upon hearing it, Yang Ming nodded in agreement.