Others might not know Yu Xiaogang, but how could Flender not know him?
He was no good at cultivation. All he did all day was serve up poisoned chicken soup for the soul.
Flender was baffled by what Tang Hao had been thinking, letting Tang San become Yu Xiaogang's disciple to study theory. Just how far into a dead end had his thinking gone?
Why couldn't he teach his son himself?
Meanwhile, Tang San's expression froze after hearing Flender's words...
He had still had a bellyful of poisoned chicken soup ready to comfort Oscar, Dai Mubai, and the others, but now he couldn't get a word out...
"Teacher, Dai Mubai has passed out."
Just then, Ma Hongjun suddenly spoke.
"Don't panic. That's normal. Dai Mubai isn't a defensive Soul Master, after all. With attacks as powerful as Ning Rongrong's, taking one head-on would certainly cause problems. But he won't die... Take him back to the dormitory to rest."
After saying that, Flender waved absently and turned to leave.
He needed to think carefully about what he would do if Ning Rongrong really came back to slap him in the face someday.
"Create happiness with money... That's the inscription."
"Big brother, that's the miraculous Jar Shop up ahead."
On Spirit City's busiest street, not far from Lin Xiao's Little Shop, Demon Subduing Douluo made out the inscription by the entrance. His eyes filled with delight and anticipation.
Beside him stood Qian Jun Douluo, who looked almost identical to him in both appearance and clothing.
"According to Ghost Leopard, Snake Lance, and Demon Bear, this shop's owner has a mysterious background and unfathomable strength. Remember, you mustn't act rashly."
Qian Jun Douluo cautioned his younger brother.
"Brother, I understand all that even without you telling me. I suspect this shopkeeper might