Master and Disciple Should Be Kept Together!

Two hours later.

Brother Scar left the secret room satisfied, looking refreshed.

The next moment, he took out paper and pen from his Storage Soul Tool and threw them in front of Gangzi.

"Next, I'm telling you to write it down, and bring your apprentice along too, understand?"

"What?"

Huddled in the corner, Gangzi felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing Brother Scar's words.

How could he trick Tang San into coming here?

Everyone knows what's going on with that Bearded Man's heart; he's definitely up to no good!

If he really manages to lure the Little San over, Clear Sky Douluo will definitely not let him off the hook.

With this in mind, Gangzi immediately made up his mind.

"No, I absolutely cannot write it. If I really do, I'm finished..."

Gangzi took a deep breath, then said fiercely to Brother Scar:

"Let me tell you, you've gotten yourself into big trouble. There's a Titled Douluo backing Shrek. If you know what's good for you, release me now, otherwise..."

Before he could finish speaking, Brother Scar grinned and slapped him hard across the face.

In just a moment, Gangzi's eyes were completely cleared!

"Are you kidding me? I've already figured out your Shrek. The highest cultivation level you have is just a mere Soul Saint."

"Although I'm no match for him, dealing with me won't be so easy either!"

"A Titled Douluo? Why don't you just say the Pope of the Spirit Hall likes you?"

"Look at yourself, you look like a toad! Not only are you ugly, but you also dream big!"

"Tui"

Brother Scar spat out a mouthful of phlegm from his throat, just as Gangzi was about to argue, he opened his mouth...

And so, a little episode of phlegm-eating unfolded right there on the spot!

"Vomit..."

Gangzi grabbed my neck, his face turning ashen, and coughed incessantly, but thick phlegm got stuck in his throat.

Brother Scar smiled. "Let me help you..."

After saying that, without waiting for Gangzi's consent, she directly helped him clear his throat.

Half an hour later, Brother Scar pushed the paper and pen in front of Gangzi again.

To write or not to write?

"I... I'll write, please, please stop torturing me..."

Gangzi's face was filled with despair, as if he had no will to live. No one could imagine what he had gone through; all they knew was that his screams were exceptionally loud.

A few minutes later, looking at the envelope in his hand, Brother Scar nodded in satisfaction.

"That's more like it. Be a good girl. My savings of decades are all yours..."

Brother Scar laughed and swaggered away with the envelope in his hand!

"Ughhhhhh----"

Gangzi huddled in the corner, hugging himself, tears of humiliation streaming down his face.

Sanpao lay motionless on the ground, his belly round and bulging, the whole pig translucent!

"Tang San, I have a letter for you!"

Outside the Shrek Academy, a gatekeeper shouted to Tang San.

Tang San took the letter with a puzzled look on his face, frowning. Who would write him a letter at this time?

Could it be Dad?

With a sense of doubt, Tang San looked at the signature on the envelope.

When he saw that it was a letter from his teacher, the expression on his face gradually relaxed.

But then came a deep sense of confusion: didn't the teacher just leave yesterday?

Why didn't you just come back? Why did you write to yourself instead?

He slowly opened the envelope and carefully read its contents.

The entire text contained no strange words; it only described the things he needed to do in Heaven Dou City.

The last sentence is the key point:

[My Little San, I'm in a very urgent situation and desperately need your help. Please come to the Rose Hotel immediately.]

After reading the contents of the letter, Tang San's face was full of doubt.

The teacher left again?

Is there anything else you need help with?

For some reason, Tang San felt that this letter was strange. Even if it was an emergency, he wouldn't go to the Rose Hotel!

Tang San thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, but based on what Gangzi wrote, he still chose to believe it.

After all, this is the teacher's handwriting; how could the teacher possibly harm me?

With that thought in mind, he no longer hesitated.

Without saying goodbye to anyone, he left Shrek and headed straight for the Rose Hotel.

After leaving the academy, Tang San sped along the road and finally arrived at the Rose Hotel at the address on the envelope.

Standing at the hotel entrance.

Tang San looked up and the signboard that came into view sent a chill down his spine.

What happened?

I felt a slight unease. Was there some danger waiting for me?

Tang San thought to himself, feeling uneasy.

He took a deep breath and looked at the Rose Hotel in front of him. In just a few seconds, the hesitation in his heart was completely extinguished.

If the teacher is really alright, then I'm overthinking it; if something really happened, then I should definitely go in.

Tang San adjusted his mindset and stepped into the hotel.

He went to each of the provided hotel rooms one by one, secretly becoming more vigilant.

Arriving at the door, Tang San stared intently at it; according to the information provided in the letter, this was the room.

"Knock knock knock..."

Tang San knocked on the door, and at the same time, the Silent Sleeve Arrow in his sleeve was already ready.

Come in!

Gangzi's voice came from inside the room. Hearing this, Tang San's wary expression lessened slightly.

He pushed open the door, his eyes keenly observing everything inside the room.

When he saw his teacher, naked and bound hand and foot with ropes, his eyes lifeless, in the center of the room, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Budai!

This is a trap!

He instinctively wanted to turn and run away, but suddenly, he felt a wave of dizziness.

"When?"

Tang San lowered his head and covered his face, his expression filled with disbelief. When had he been poisoned so silently?

"Hahaha, so this is your good apprentice? He's got a really sharp sense of awareness!"

Brother Scar's voice suddenly rang out, and the next moment, he jumped down from the roof beam, grabbed Tang San's right hand, and revealed the Godless Sleeve Arrow inside.

"Damn it, who are you?"

Tang San felt weak all over, unable to muster any strength. He gritted his teeth and waited for Brother Scar.

"Who am I? In the underworld, I'm known as Brother Scar. Of course, if you don't like that title, you can also call me Jade-Faced Gentleman!"

Brother Scar chuckled mockingly, subdued Tang San with a single hand, then crushed the Godless Sleeve Arrow into a ball and tossed it on the ground.

Tang San's eyes widened upon seeing this.

"This is impossible! I couldn't even sense when I was poisoned. How did you manage to do that?"

Tang San stared intently at Brother Scar. He spent his days hunting eagles, never expecting that one day he would be blinded by an eagle.

Upon hearing his words, Brother Scar burst into laughter, a mocking look on his face:

"Fool, I evenly coated the envelope with a colorless and odorless toxin. Who would have thought I'd be carrying that letter around with me all this time?"

"I originally thought I would need to go to some trouble, but now it seems that it wasn't necessary!"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San felt as if the sky had fallen, staring at his teacher in disbelief.

The teacher I trusted most would one day conspire with others to scheme against me.

This feeling of being betrayed was particularly humiliating to him.

Faced with Tang San's gaze, Gangzi could only turn his head away helplessly, tears of regret welling up in his heart.

My Little San, it's the teacher who's wronged you...

If God gave me a chance to soar to the heavens, I would say three words to that Bearded Man:

"Fuck your mother!"

If I had to put a time limit on this hatred, I would hope it would be ten thousand years!