"Teacher."
Tang San pushed open the wooden door of the Dean's Office, his palms slick with nervous sweat.
When he saw his teacher sitting in a wheelchair, talking with Fred, he grew even more nervous.
For one thing, he had not properly practiced his Fourth Soul Skill. For another, he had gone ahead and absorbed a Spirit Ring for his Second Martial Soul without permission, though he had been forced to do it.
"Xiao San, you're just in time. Starting today, I'll train you separately. Besides your team coordination training, you'll spend another three hours training with me every day."
Yu Xiaogang did not turn around. He held a sheet of white paper with the words "Twin Martial Souls Cultivation Plan" written across it.
Tang San froze. Then a touch of gratitude rose in his heart.
Teacher treats me so well. He even cuts into his rest every day to help me grow stronger faster!
The more Tang San thought about it, the worse he felt.
His teacher sacrificed his rest for him, while he had shut himself in his dormitory for days just because his pride had been bruised.
He had wasted all that time and had not even completed the task his teacher had assigned.
"Yes, Teacher!"
Tang San stood straight, his eyes faintly red.
Yu Xiaogang put the paper into his Storage Soul Guidance Device.
"Xiao San, you're a good child in every way, but you have one major flaw: you care too much about people. I hope you can change that. Sometimes, the deaths of people we don't need allow us to keep living. That is never a bad trade."
Yu Xiaogang turned to look at the disciple on whom he had pinned his hopes, the one who could prove his theories.
"Teacher, I understand."
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