No one had paid any attention to a little shrimp from an extraterritorial Small World. After all, in this age guarded by Sages, no matter how formidable latecomers were or how much they jumped around, they could never escape their grasp—unless a Sage stood behind them.
But in Wu and the Little Suns' eyes, their master was a Sage, their mistress was also a Sage, and the vice dean of their academy was yet another Sage.
Oh, and their father and eldest uncle were both Sages as well.
This was the kind of powerful backing where provoking one person could drag out a whole nest of Sages.
With such a background, who would dare touch them?
Oh, but the one being challenged was Wu.
Yet Wu was Human Clan, and the Human Clan had Sage Nuwa behind them!
Thus, in Yan Feng and the other Little Suns' view, the chances of their opponent plotting something were simply too low. Unless he had been kicked in the head by a donkey, he would not try any underhanded tricks.
Fifth Brother Zhu Yong had always been rather devious and never minded assuming the worst of people. Sixth Brother Tu Wei was somewhat sinister as well. These two Little Suns might look proper and respectable, but their hearts were black as coal!
Still, it was entirely possible that the other party wanted to use Wu's identity and status to make a name for himself.
After all, over such a minor matter that did not involve life and death, no Sage would be willing to step forward and speak for Wu. If his skills were inferior, that only meant he was incapable. He could not blame anyone else.
So Wu and the Little Suns left Purple Jade Mountain and headed to the academy to