The Master's Deliberate Difficulty!

Chapter 33: The Master's Deliberate Difficulty!

The moment he entered, he spotted Tang San.

Beside him,

sat a middle-aged man with a crew cut.

Ma Hongjun immediately understood that this was the Master.

However, he ignored the two of them and turned to the dean. "May I ask why you called me here?"

A smile appeared on the dean's face at Ma Hongjun's question.

It had to be said that, in his eyes, Ma Hongjun was quite an outstanding child.

Of course, that was partly because he had been sent here by a Soul Sage.

But clearly, the dean of Notting Academy would never admit that.

"Ma Hongjun, I called you here to ask whether you've gotten used to living at the academy," the dean said directly.

Ma Hongjun froze.

He had not expected the dean to ask about that. Had he guessed wrong?

Moreover, seeing the dean's kindly expression, he could not very well put on a hostile face. He simply said, "It's alright. I've been doing fine at the academy."

The dean smiled upon hearing Ma Hongjun's answer, then said, "That's good, that's good."

Ma Hongjun found it even stranger. What was going on? This did not match what he had expected at all.

Wasn't the Master supposed to be good friends with the dean? But Ma Hongjun understood in an instant.

It was probably because of Flender.

A Soul Sage's deterrent power was still formidable.

As the Master's friend,

the dean naturally would not stand by and watch the Master offend him.

However, after figuring that out, Ma Hongjun could not help feeling both amused and helpless.

Because the dean might not know

that the Master's relationship with Flender was definitely better than his own current relationship with Flender.

Still, he had no intention of reminding him at this moment.

The Master and Tang San beside them both frowned.

What exactly was going on?

When Tang San saw the dean's attitude toward Ma Hongjun,

he also felt somewhat worried.

Because at this point, he had no idea just how extraordinary his own background was.

Under such circumstances, seeing that Ma Hongjun had such a good relationship with the dean naturally worried him.

The Master, meanwhile, was somewhat puzzled.

Based on what he knew of the dean, he would never show such concern for a student.

Recalling what the dean had said earlier,

an idea formed in his mind. Could this child before him have some sort of background?

Seeing that the atmosphere was still fairly pleasant,

the dean spoke again. "Ma Hongjun, aside from asking about how you've been doing, I also called you here so you could get to know the Master. As for the other one, I assume you already know him. He is the Master's disciple, Tang San. As far as I know, is there some misunderstanding between you? How about this? Let's clear everything up here and resolve the misunderstanding."

The dean's idea was a good one. The atmosphere was still fairly amicable.

Under these circumstances, it would be best for him to act as a mediator and ease the tension.

At those words, the Master's brow furrowed even deeper.

He had not even spoken yet, but the dean had already made the decision for him.

To be honest, this made the proud Master somewhat displeased.

But as old friends for many years,

he did not say anything for the time being.

He wanted to hear what this boy had to say. If the boy could recognize his mistake

and correct it,

then he would not continue pressing the matter.

Upon hearing the dean's words,

Ma Hongjun turned to glance at Tang San.

Seeing the evasiveness in his eyes,

a trace of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Still, he had not intended to argue with Tang San.

So long as Tang San did not provoke him again.

With that in mind, Ma Hongjun said directly, "Actually, Tang San and I have no conflict. We merely had a sparring match yesterday. I just didn't expect a sparring match between juniors like us to alarm you and the dean."

Ma Hongjun's tone seemed somewhat surprised.

It was as though he were asking why such a trivial matter had alarmed the dean and the others.

Then Ma Hongjun looked at Tang San again and said, "Isn't that right, Tang San?"

Tang San froze when he heard that. He had not expected Ma Hongjun to suddenly ask him.

Recalling what Ma Hongjun had just said,

he became somewhat angry.

Because he had already heard the implication behind Ma Hongjun's words.

Wasn't Ma Hongjun saying that he could not take a loss?

That he had gone to the adults to make trouble for him.

In other words, after beating the younger one, the older one had come out.

Thus, Tang San felt rather uncomfortable.

Clearly, he had not done that.

But the current situation was that the Master truly did intend to stand up for him.

So he could not explain himself clearly.

In the end, he could only say, "Yes."

The Master beside him could no longer bear to watch.

If Ma Hongjun had apologized,

he might have considered giving this boy another chance.

But now, Ma Hongjun was mocking Tang San right in front of him.

Mocking his disciple.

How could he possibly endure that?

"Your name is Ma Hongjun, correct?" the Master asked.

Ma Hongjun shifted his gaze to the Master.

Then he said, "My name is Ma Hongjun. What advice does the Master have for me?"

He wanted to see what this so-called Master would say to him.

Would he lecture him on martial soul theory,

or use his status at the academy to pressure him?

No matter which it was,

Ma Hongjun was not afraid of him at this moment.

Ma Hongjun had even prepared his response in his mind.

If the Master spoke to him about martial soul theory, how would he refute him?

As for the Master using his status to pressure him, he would not give the Master the time of day.

He believed the dean would speak up for him as well.

Yet his indifferent attitude caused the Master's expression to turn cold.

He said directly, "Did your parents never teach you what manners are?"

Ma Hongjun was only briefly stunned.

He had not expected the Master to neither mention Soul Master theory nor use his status to pressure him, but instead bring up his parents.

And his parents were precisely the subject Ma Hongjun least wanted to mention.

Thus, his expression also turned cold.

He said directly, "Of course my parents taught me manners, but they also taught me that there's no need to be polite to hypocrites."

Ma Hongjun's words changed the Master's expression as well.

A cold glint flashed through Tang San's eyes as he said directly, "Ma Hongjun, I will not allow you to insult my teacher."

Ma Hongjun shot back without yielding, "When did I insult your teacher? I was merely stating a fact. I hadn't even wanted to bother with you, but you keep coming after me again and again. Do you really think I have no temper?"

Tang San's expression turned thoroughly ugly.

But upon thinking about it carefully, it did seem that he had been the one causing trouble for Ma Hongjun.

Still, he would never believe that he was in the wrong.

"Even so, you shouldn't insult my teacher," Tang San said directly.

A trace of gratification appeared in the Master's eyes at those words.

But his gaze at Ma Hongjun also turned cold.

"Then tell me, how did I insult your teacher?" Ma Hongjun said directly.

Tang San was instantly at a loss for words.

He could not exactly say, "You just called my teacher a hypocrite," so he fell silent for a moment.

(End of Chapter)