Seeing his students arguing heatedly, Flender flew into a rage. "What are you all arguing about? Look at yourselves—how are you acting like Shrek students?"
"Enough, Fatty, Xiao Ao, Mubai. We're all brothers, so say less. Don't hurt our harmony over irrelevant matters. And Xiao Wu, you should say less too. Mubai isn't the sort of person you imagine him to be." Afraid that Xiao Wu would suffer a loss, Tang San also tried to persuade them.
But when he saw Xiao Wu leaning against Chang Gong Miao's chest, a burst of anger quickly welled up within him. It was directed at Chang Gong Miao, though he forcibly held it back.
Ma Hongjun snorted and shut his mouth. Oscar did the same. Dai Mubai, meanwhile, cast Tang San a grateful look.
Tang San nodded. He did not want to discuss that topic any further. Besides, there was no way he would hand Shrek's core over to Chang Gong Miao.
He changed the subject. "Teacher, why haven't we seen Senior Qin Ming?"
Flender froze. "What, you know Qin Ming too?"
Only then did Tang San realize he had let something slip. He nodded and seriously spun a lie. "No, I don't know him. It's just that while I was unconscious, in a half-awake state, I heard your conversation with Senior Qin Ming. But I passed out again shortly afterward."
That was a lie. In truth, he had not regained consciousness at all back then.
"I see." Flender did not suspect anything. He then snorted coldly. "That brat is doing exceptionally well in the Soul Master Guild now. At the same time, he serves as the lead teacher of the Imperial Fighting Team at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, managing a whole group of geniuses—the heir of the Number One Sect Under Heaven,