"How about you join us?"
Lu Qian asked provocatively.
"You!"
Faced with Lu Qian's provocation, Yu Xiaogang was suddenly at a loss for words.
Vaguely, Yu Xiaogang kept feeling as though he had walked into Lu Qian's trap.
Seeing that Yu Xiaogang had no rebuttal, Flender, who did not want his old friend to lose face, hurriedly snapped at Lu Qian:
"Lu Qian! Don't make things difficult for Grandmaster!"
"This counts as making things difficult?"
Lu Qian feigned confusion.
"We children can manage sixty kilometers carrying weights without using soul power. What, a grown adult like Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang can't?"
"Exactly!"
Ning Rongrong immediately chimed in.
If there was anyone among the others who least wanted to run laps carrying weights, it was undoubtedly Ning Rongrong!
"How can you compare yourselves to Grandmaster? He... no! You need to respect the old and cherish the young!"
Flender had intended to mention the defect in Yu Xiaogang's martial soul, but reopening his old friend's wounds at a time like this did not seem appropriate. He simply hardened his expression instead, preparing to force the students to accept this training plan.
However, Flender had underestimated how determined Lu Qian was to target Yu Xiaogang. The moment he finished saying "respect the old and cherish the young," Lu Qian immediately retorted:
"Dean, you said to respect the old and cherish the young? I understand cherishing the young-that should mean us twelve- and thirteen-year-old students. But where are these elders you want us to respect? Do you mean yourself, or someone else?"
Clearly, what Lu Qian meant was: you, Yu Xiaogang, don't deserve our respect!
"Lu Qian, have you made enough trouble yet?"
Having reached the limit of his patience, Yu Xiaogang erupted again.
Yet this did not intimidate Lu Qian in the slightest, and