"I think you just spent the whole day playing around. Ning Rongrong, perhaps you don't know this, but Oscar, a fellow support-type Soul Master, has already broken through to rank thirty under my guidance!"
"Oscar's Martial Soul belongs to the food system, which makes cultivation difficult to begin with, yet you can't compare to him at all! You'll only bring shame on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!" Yu Xiaogang said, putting her down.
"It's not too late for you two to turn back now. I can reluctantly forgive you this once."
Hearing Grandmaster praise him for breaking through to rank thirty, Oscar looked proud.
Oscar had deliberately shaved off his beard that day. He was now very confident in his looks, and with his breakthrough to rank thirty on top of that, he thought he could attract Ning Rongrong's attention.
What Oscar hadn't expected was that Ning Rongrong never so much as glanced at him.
If she hadn't met Jiang Che, Ning Rongrong would certainly have reflected on herself, afraid of bringing shame on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. But things were different now. With Jiang Che to compare against this Grandmaster, she increasingly felt that Grandmaster was nothing but a clown.
Moreover, Yu Xiaogang claimed that Oscar had broken through to rank thirty so quickly because of his teaching, which Ning Rongrong found even more absurd and laughable.
What had Yu Xiaogang done during his time at Shrek? Other than teaching them some theoretical knowledge, he had only made them run laps carrying rocks on their backs. Hadn't Oscar broken through thanks to his own talent and hard work?
And now, with a single remark, Yu Xiaogang had credited Oscar's years of hard work to himself-a man who had been at Shrek for less than a month