A flame-red blur leaped inside.
Cha Weiwei, dressed in her Monster Academy uniform, stood over Yu Xiaogang and stared down at him. "I heard everything."
Yu Xiaogang had no idea what this woman wanted by suddenly butting in. He looked at Tang San. "What is the meaning of this?"
"My senior came with me." Tang San put away the Soul Guidance Communicator in his hand.
Cha Weiwei pointed at Yu Xiaogang's nose and snapped, "As Tang San's senior, I won't let you cling to him and suck his blood!"
"Bullshit!" Yu Xiaogang tore away the last vestige of his teacherly facade. "Suck his blood? Wasn't I the one who gave Tang San the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges? Didn't he get his first soul ring because I took him soul hunting?"
He could think those things, but he should never have said them aloud.
By saying them, Yu Xiaogang had thrown away even the last shred of affection between them.
"I killed the Mandala Snake myself." Tang San held Cha Weiwei back, his eyes filled with ice. "Teacher, you did help me. But didn't you have your own selfish motives too?"
Yu Xiaogang froze.
Tang San said indifferently, "You said there were no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters. You hoped to clear your name by training a disciple with poor talent. But a Soul Master with twin martial souls is like gold. Wherever you put him, he shines."
Cha Weiwei twisted the knife further. "Tang San's success has nothing whatsoever to do with you."
"You two!" Yu Xiaogang was so furious that smoke practically rose from his head.
Tang San took bundles of Divine Realm Banknotes from his Storage Soul Tool, the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges. The edges of the tape still bore the Imperial Bank's logo.
Thud!
Tang San slammed