Of course, they were going to put a sack over his head.
The Red-Haired Boy's limbs were like the Lego bricks Qin Chao had bought in his previous life, taken apart and put back together, then taken apart again. The agony went without saying, but Qin Chao's technique was so exquisite that, aside from some wear on the joints, not a single wound could be found.
With no wounds to find and no evidence to show, the Red-Haired Boy had no way to plead his case in Liu Erlong's office. He could only swallow every last bit of his anger.
The four members of the Golden Generation exchanged glances, each catching a trace of mischief in the others' eyes. It was one of the few times in their youth that they had stepped out of line, and whenever they remembered it, smiles would unconsciously tug at their lips.
Time flew, and three years passed in the blink of an eye.
Over those three years, the three members of the Golden Generation had continued training at Blue Tyrant Academy. With the combined help of the Mimicry Training Ground and the training programs Qin Chao had designed, their Soul Power had all improved significantly.
Xie Yue and his sister had now reached level forty-five. Yan's progress was slightly slower, but his Soul Power had still reached the peak of level forty-four, leaving him only one step from a breakthrough. The most terrifying of all, however, was Qin Chao.
Perhaps because his Soul Power had been a full major rank lower, Qin Chao had reached level thirty-nine in just three short years. His advancement to Soul Ancestor was just around the corner.
During those three years, Qin Chao had made many preparations.
Counting the time, Tang San and the others would be coming