"All right, then I'll give it a try. Xu Ran, don't try any tricks with me. If your foot therapy has no therapeutic effect, I'll deal with you according to the academy rules," Liu Erlong said, her expression stern, inspiring solemn respect in the students around her.
If a peerless genius like Xu Ran went to another academy, or even a force at the continent's pinnacle like Spirit Hall, he would probably be enshrined as a rare treasure. Yet Liu Erlong spared him no dignity and even intended to test his capabilities herself.
"Adulterous scum." Tang San gritted his teeth in fury. What had possessed him just now? Liu Erlong and Xu Ran were so deeply involved, yet he had still been that stupid...
Now Xu Ran and Liu Erlong were putting on a show together. Once they matched their lines and played their parts, who would know?
Tang San felt rather frustrated, endless anger burning in his heart. Why did it seem as though Xu Ran's people were everywhere?
Did he need to build a force of his own?
Only once I have my own core followers will I be qualified to wrestle with Xu Ran, Tang San thought, pondering the matter. Everyone around him now belonged to Xu Ran. He would have to slowly build up his own sect.
Xu Ran, do you really think I, Tang San, am all alone? Heh, how could I be just one man? Tang San glanced toward Tai Long and quietly made a decision.
He remembered Grandmaster once saying that his father had four staunchly loyal clans under him. Each had its own strengths, and bringing them together would create a considerable force. Then he could recruit disciples himself and equip them with Tang Sect Hidden Weapons. At that point, he might