"Brat, since when did a freshman like you have any right to speak here?!" Tan Yunlong sneered, paying no heed to Huo Yuhao's words.
"Tan Yunlong, you must be blind! Do you know that he's..." Jing Ziyan was about to reveal Huo Yuhao's name, but he waved a hand and stopped her.
"Hm? What, do you have some powerful backing?" Tan Yunlong was no fool. Hearing Jing Ziyan's words, he frowned and asked a probing question.
"Hehe, I just came over from the Star Luo Empire. I have some connections with an elder in the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Tool Hall, so I was given a place at the academy," Huo Yuhao said with a chuckle.
"Oh, you got in through connections..." Tan Yunlong scoffed and shook his head.
Although the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy also recruited commoners from the Sun Moon Empire, a large proportion of its students were descendants of the empire's officials, major factions, and high-ranking soul engineers.
His grandfather was Tan Jingguo, the assistant prime minister whose power reached throughout the Sun Moon Empire's court and beyond. So what if someone was a high-ranking soul engineer in the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Tool Hall? Before his Tan family of Mingdu, they could only behave courteously and dared not put on airs.
The only people the Tan family feared were the Sun Moon Empire's handful of Level 9 Soul Engineers, certain members of the Imperial Family, and the leaders of major factions. But Huo Yuhao looked completely unfamiliar, and his outward bearing was that of an ordinary person who happened to be somewhat handsome. He looked nothing like a scion of a major faction.
"Pretty boy, remember this next time: when you see your sixth-year seniors, lower your head and call them senior. Understand?!" Tan