The three who had left went to rest in a dormitory.
"Holy fucking shit, that really hurts!"
"I had to crawl the whole way!"
The moment Yan returned to the dormitory, he flopped onto the bed.
"Fuck, that coward Chen Jue only dares to play cheap tricks!"
"He doesn't dare face me head-on like a man!"
"When the Soul Fighting tournament comes, I'll stomp that arrogant fucking face of his beneath my feet in front of everyone!"
Watching Yan gripe, Tang San stifled a laugh.
"Right, right! Brother Yan! Beat the shit out of Chen Jue!"
Yan missed the undertone and turned to Yu Xiaogang.
Having helped him twice earlier, Yu Xiaogang had instantly won his favor.
And since he needed Yu Xiaogang's guidance to improve his strength, he was about to make the worst decision of his life!
The child from the mountains was heading... deeper into the mountains!
This move undoubtedly took Yan, who was already in the mountains, into their deepest reaches!
"Grandmaster, accept me as your disciple!"
The sudden turn of events instantly brought a delighted smile to Yu Xiaogang's face.
"Rise... my dear disciple..."
Standing nearby, Tang San was instantly displeased to see Yan trying to steal his teacher!
Having his woman stolen was bad enough.
Now his teacher, too!
You must really be starving...
At dinner!
As usual, Chen Jue ate in a way that made everyone green with envy.
Is this what it felt like to be an emperor in ancient times?
No wonder they didn't want to attend morning court!
How could they, with their legs so weak?
Notably, Yu Xiaogang and the others hadn't come. They seemed to be discussing how to deal with him tomorrow.
It looked like tomorrow would bring another war of words.
*I need to prepare