Hearing him say this, Senior Brother Mo calmed down and said sheepishly, "Yes, yes, you're right. Let's go discuss this with the Institute Master and the others."
When the Institute Master and the others heard the news, however, they grew even more agitated than Senior Brother Mo.
"It must have been that old dog Lin! Only he would stoop to something this underhanded!"
The Institute Master was so furious that the three corpse spirits within him seemed to leap in rage. "This isn't the first time he's done something like this. He did it last time, and now he's at it again!"
Gong Yuan urged, "Please calm down, Institute Master. This year is different. We won't be defeated so easily."
"Hmph! Even if we lose this time, you'd better lose with style! If you can knock their Meng Du off his perch, all the better. That old bastard is always going against me. Unless we show him what we're made of, he'll really think we're soft persimmons he can squeeze at will!" the Institute Master said, his humiliation turning to anger.
Fang Qianyuan found this strange. What sort of grudge lay between those two, that even at their age they were still fighting each other with such relish?
Senior Brother Mo whispered, "It really might have been Institute Master Lin from the Red-Scale Training Institute. After all, our Institute Master Wei stole his sweetheart back in the day..."
Fang Qianyuan felt a bead of embarrassed sweat forming. That was quite a grudge indeed. In that case, even if Institute Master Lin really had done this, it would hardly be surprising.
"Forget it, forget it. Since it's already leaked, there's nothing left to keep secret. Besides, are we really so weak that we can only win a match or two by