Recovering Resources

My Martial Arts Are Not Moral

Maids carrying all manner of delicacies filed in through the door and gently set them on the dining table.

As they passed the young man seated across the long table, they could not help stealing covert glances at him.

The young man's short chestnut hair was slightly tousled, and beneath his somewhat long bangs, his eyes were cold and deep.

His high nose bridge made his profile all the more captivating, perfectly matching the image of a handsome prince from countless women's midnight dreams.

Elegantly lifting a steak drizzled with sauce with his fork, Professor Fu closed his eyes and savored the sensation of Pomiz sauce bursting in his mouth, its fragrance filling his entire palate.

"Yeze, you need to keep a low profile for a while. Leave the rest to me."

"Professor Fu, what do you mean by that?" Xiao Yeze looked puzzled. Lately, he had been using the resources he had acquired to cultivate the Martial Dao and had not paid much attention to outside news.

"It's nothing major. The aggrieved party whose mission credits you swallowed will be returning to the Inner Academy soon. He'll probably come looking for trouble." Professor Fu picked up a napkin and gently wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth, not taking Chen Xu seriously at all.

He had already swallowed those resources. There was no reason for him to spit them back out. So what if Chen Xu had advanced to [Martial Momentum]? He was only at [One-Meridian Martial Momentum]. Whether within the rules or outside them, there was no way he could outplay him.

"That newly promoted eighth-ranked student of the Inner Academy?" A trace of disdain flashed through Xiao Yeze's eyes. "I'm third in the Inner Academy, a top genius who