At this moment, Jing Hongchen certainly had no idea that two groups already had their eyes on his Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast Embryo. Otherwise, he could not have listened so calmly to Lin Jiayi's work report.
Standing beside Jing Hongchen, Lin Jiayi asked, "Hall Master, are we really going to let him keep studying here?"
"Chen Ping already has Mo Fang guiding him. Mo Fang has never been willing to bow his head to you, Hall Master, so he probably won't hold anything back when teaching Chen Ping. If he learns too much from Mingdetang on top of that..."
Jing Hongchen naturally understood this. When he had invited Mo Fang out to teach a student because urgent circumstances called for extraordinary measures, his sole intention had been to kill with a borrowed knife.
He had meant to exploit Mo Fang's displeasure with him, letting him give Chen Ping some casual instruction and muddle through those two and a half years. By then, Mo Fang would think he had vented his resentment, when in reality he would have wasted two and a half years of Chen Ping's studies.
He would also have an answer for Shrek: he had even invited a Level 9 Soul Engineer to teach their student. Was that not sincere enough?
However, this seemingly three-birds-with-one-arrow scheme had clearly failed badly. In particular, after the bullying incident three months ago, Mo Fang had stepped forward to back Chen Ping, making it clear that he had long since seen through Jing Hongchen's methods.
Jing Hongchen waved a hand. "Forget it. We have to let him learn something, or how will we answer to Shrek Academy? Let him study. Can one person's strength change a war?"
"Have someone keep an eye on his movements. As long as he doesn't do anything too