Feeling Pretty Good

After calming down, Master saw his precious disciple rise to his feet and reassuringly reached out to grab one of his arms.

"Alright, Xiao San, there's no need to bother with someone like that."

"After graduation, he and we won't even belong to the same world. There's no need to waste so much emotion on trash like him."

Since even his teacher had said so, Tang San sat back down, though his gaze remained fixed on the direction the two had left in.

"Alright, Teacher."

Tang San returned to his seat. The only person he truly cared about was Xiao Wu; earlier, he had merely wanted an excuse to chase after her.

But now that his teacher had said that...

He couldn't simply disregard his teacher's dignity. He could only wait until he had time to look for Xiao Wu again.

Though he didn't understand why Xiao Wu liked Du Bei so much, Tang San firmly believed that as long as he worked hard enough, Xiao Wu would definitely change her mind!

"Oh, right, Tang San. Remember to report to Shrek Academy after graduation, understand?"

"I understand, Teacher."

Yu Xiaogang watched his disciple's performance.

He was quite satisfied. His six years of painstaking instruction had not been wasted.

So what if he was the son of the Clear Sky Douluo?

Hadn't he still been molded into exactly what Yu Xiaogang wanted through his masterful rhetoric? As long as this disciple of his could become a Titled Douluo, his reputation would become unshakable across the continent!

Who would dare call him trash then?

At that thought, Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San across from him with even greater affection. It was as if Tang San were no longer a disciple, but a certificate representing every kind of honor!

A certificate that could satisfy his vanity!

While master and disciple were supporting each other with such loving devotion.

Du Bei had already returned to his post and begun another day of slacking off.

As for the unpleasantness from before, he had long since forgotten it. His only virtue was that he never held grudges. If he had a grudge, he settled it on the spot.

For example, Master had disgusted him earlier, so Du Bei had spread a few more rumors about him on his way back to stand guard. That made them even.

What rumors?

<Shocking! The 108 Nights a Certain Master and His Disciple Had to Tell!>

<Incredible! Taking on disciples can actually make you younger this way...>

<The source of nighttime pig squeals was actually inside a certain famous master's dormitory...>

After Du Bei gave these thought-provoking tidbits a little polish, they were all posted as small advertisements in hidden corners around campus.

Whenever other teachers or students passed by and saw those eye-catching headlines, they couldn't help stepping forward to take a look.

As a result, Master and Tang San's reputations within the academy were far from as peaceful as in the original story. Instead, everyone was gradually gathering around to enjoy the gossip.

"Little Du, you're at work so early?"

While Du Bei diligently stood guard, an all-too-familiar voice came from inside the academy behind him.

Turning around, he saw a middle-aged old geezer.

"Principal, where are you headed?" Du Bei greeted him smoothly.

Naturally, this was to be expected. As the older brother of a genius younger sister, it was perfectly normal for the principal to treat him a little better.

"Ah, it's nothing."

"That Yu Xiaogang came looking for me again. I was just about to go out and lie low for a while."

At that, the principal's face filled with bitterness. He was practically beginning to regret his decision to bring Master into the academy.

He had originally thought that recruiting him might at least add a bit of an academic atmosphere to the school.

But who would have thought!

The academic atmosphere hadn't improved much, but the academy's culture had certainly been ruined quite a bit!

He often heard about Master misleading students, and even worse, six years ago, he had snatched away a student born with full innate soul power to teach himself.

Wasn't that misleading a student?

If not for the need to save face, as well as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan's influence, the principal would have kicked Yu Xiaogang, that freeloader, out of the academy long ago.

"Alright, I won't keep chatting."

The principal reached out and patted Du Bei on the shoulder, saying encouragingly, "Keep it up. You don't need to pay attention to what that Master says. I believe you'll break through level 30 soon."

After offering a few more words of encouragement.

Feeling that the time was about right, the principal turned and headed toward Notting City.

Screw it. Another day of slacking off had begun.

Let's see what fun stuff was in the group chat.

[Stray Cat: Everyone, can anyone bring me something to eat? "Heart" "Heart"]

[Stray Cat: I feel like I'm about to die. I can trade things for food.]

[Stray Cat: "Image JPG"]

[Stray Cat: "Image JPG"]

(2:12 AM)

[Already an Uncle: What's going on? @Stray Cat.]

Almost the instant Du Bei sent the message, another message immediately popped up in the group chat.

Clearly, someone had been waiting for a long time.

[Stray Cat: @Already an Uncle, do you have any food? I can trade things for it. Everything in the pictures above belongs to me. I can trade you anything you want. I'm waiting in the meeting hall right now.]

[Already an Uncle: You're... Forget it. I'll be at the meeting hall right away. Wait for me.]

After sending the message.

Du Bei searched himself and found that he only had a few snacks left to satisfy cravings. This bag of food was clearly not enough to fill the stomach of someone who had been hungry for a long time.

He looked around.

Seeing that it was still early and that no one was likely to pass by anytime soon, he immediately ran toward the staff dormitory.

"This should be enough, right?"

Looking at the snacks he had found on his dorm bed, along with the fresh, tender carrots he had pulled out from under Xiao Wu's bed, he figured they should be enough for the starving cat in the group chat to have a meal.

Feeling that it was about enough, Du Bei hugged the pile of relief supplies and willed it.

The scene before his eyes suddenly flashed. When he came back to his senses, he was already in the meeting room from before.

But this time, the meeting room wasn't nearly as dim as before. The surroundings had become bright.

"Um, are you the uncle from the group chat?"

A cool yet slightly weak voice came from not far beyond the opposite side of the table.

Du Bei looked up.

The filter still obscured the other person's appearance and figure, but because the lighting was much brighter, he could clearly tell this time that the figure across from him was humanoid.

"Then you must be the Stray Cat from the group chat?"

As he spoke, Du Bei placed the items in his hands on the table and pushed them toward the other person.

"Get some strength back first. We can talk while you eat. Looking at you like this, don't go passing out from hunger later."

"Alright, thank you..."

Looking at the food pushed before them, the humanoid silhouette could no longer care about appearances and immediately reached out to start eating.

They had clearly been hungry for quite some time.