"All right, go play somewhere else."
"You little fellow will probably live to graduate. Come visit Demon-Suppressing Pass then and get some experience."
After a few perfunctory words with Yu Sheng to show he wasn't the sort to pull out and heartlessly walk away, Zhong Yushu promptly rose and headed toward Sun Wen.
As he walked, he muttered, "Daring to steal this old man's business? Today I'll teach that younger generation a proper lesson on behalf of that bear Sun."
For some reason, seeing Zhong Yushu looking so murderous, Yu Sheng suddenly felt a little sorry for Sun Wen.
He had a feeling... something was going to happen to Sun Wen.
From a distance, he watched Zhong Yushu throw an arm around Sun Wen's shoulders and drag him away.
No matter how Sun Wen struggled or resisted, it was no use.
In a corner, the two whispered for a long while.
Resistance was written all over Sun Wen's face.
Finally, Zhong Yushu stood up, thoroughly satisfied, and patted Sun Wen's shoulder, his face full of an elder's benevolence and kindness.
Sun Wen, meanwhile, looked ready to cry, yet had to force out a little smile.
With his mood improved, Zhong Yushu grew more magnanimous, even remembering to smile at Xu Yuanqing and Pavilion Master Lin as he passed them.
The two middle-aged men kneeling facing each other finally stood up.
And the very first thing they did after rising was pin down Zhao Zicheng some distance away.
They engaged in a friendly exchange lasting several minutes.
Demon-Suppressing Pass, originally heavy and oppressive in atmosphere, was now filled with rare laughter.
But everyone vaguely noticed that this year's Ink Academy freshmen seemed a little different.
At Xu Yuanqing's direction, Yu Sheng also joined the logistics work.
He looked at the gravely