Only after going to the teaching building to find Mu Jin and get his leave slip approved did Chen Ping head leisurely toward the Soul Tool Department.
What Chen Ping had not expected, however, was that Qian Duoduo would actually be waiting for him at the Soul Tool Department's entrance.
What the hell?
Chen Ping jolted. Whatever else he might be, Qian Duoduo was the Soul Tool Department's vice dean, a man whose standing was not far below that of the heads of nations.
What have I, a mere rank-twenty quasi-soul grandmaster, done to deserve having a big shot like him waiting at the entrance?
"Heh."
Seeing the changing expression on Chen Ping's face, Qian Duoduo chuckled.
"What, surprised I'd be waiting here for you, kid?"
Qian Duoduo waved for Chen Ping to follow and spoke as they walked. "Wondering why you managed to get a Soul Tool Department core disciple badge? Did you even suspect Fan Yu had a hand in it?"
Chen Ping nodded silently. To be honest, he had indeed suspected that.
"That's why I came out to wait for you myself. Rest assured, your getting this Soul Tool Department core disciple badge had nothing to do with Fan Yu."
Qian Duoduo patted Chen Ping's shoulder with his thick, anvil-like palm. Even with Chen Ping's formidable physique, those few pats nearly knocked him over.
"Dean Qian, you're using a little too much strength."
Chen Ping smiled wryly. In the past, he had watched customers in his shop grimace under the pressure, admit they could not take much force, and still laugh about it. Now, great-he had become the one who could not take it.
"Ah, sorry. I mistook you for that kid Caitou. He's sturdily built and feels better to slap than you do. I'll introduce you