"Teacher, believe me! I stumbled into Sunset Forest once before, and it was full of hundred-thousand-year immortal herbs. Swallow just one, and I guarantee you'll break through to Limit Douluo!" Tang San said excitedly.
His hands clamped onto Xuan Zi, refusing to let go. This teacher was far too unreliable. Despite his lofty position at Shrek Academy, he had vanished for two or three months in the blink of an eye, leaving Tang San in Zhou Yi's Outer Court class to live or die on his own.
Even that little bastard Zhou Sichen dared to bully him, and he lacked the strength to fight back.
Was respecting one's teachers a crime? Young people these days really were...
"What happened to you?" Xuan Zi looked in astonishment at the tearful Tang San, who was clutching his arm for dear life, scarcely believing his eyes.
What do you think? Tang San looked aggrieved, but he could hardly say it outright.
He could only put it tactfully. "Teacher, my family is poor, and the Clear Sky Sect didn't give me much money when I came here. Since I entered the academy through your connections, I can't apply for financial aid either. I've had to support myself by working as a blacksmith outside the academy every day. Look how thin I've gotten from hunger..."
Only then did Xuan Zi slap his forehead, realization dawning across his drunkard's ruddy face.
Taking a disciple had been Mu En's assignment. Considering his mission complete, he had gone deep into Star Dou Great Forest to eat and drink his fill, forgetting all about this disciple who had fallen into his lap. Had he not returned to the academy that morning, remembered he had a disciple, and decided to check on him while he was there, Tang San might