After throwing up, Yu Xiaogang looked down at Tang San, who lay in his arms plastered in filth. The corners of his mouth twitched wildly, and disgust nearly scrunched all his features together.
But his hands hung in midair. He could neither throw him away nor keep holding him.
Throw him away?
What a joke.
What if his precious disciple woke up and came to demand why his teacher had found him disgusting?
Where would that leave Grandmaster Yu's dignity?
No, absolutely not!
He had to hold firm. As long as he showed enough resolve now, once this kid woke up, he might just be moved to floods of tears, his filial devotion getting a super multiplier.
After a round of self-brainwashing, Yu Xiaogang drew in a cold breath laced with sour stench, holding it until his eyes turned bloodshot. He glared fixedly at Wang Sheng and the others and roared furiously:
"Little San only became like this after entering your Dorm Seven! Who did this? Step forward and own up right now, or I'll show you what the majesty of the strong means!"
At those words, Lin Chuan lost it completely. A snort escaped him, shattering his composure on the spot, and his shoulders shook with laughter.
The fucking majesty of the strong.
This "trash Grandmaster with a combat power of five" had slogged his way to fifty without even reaching rank thirty. Apart from his stubborn mouth, where on Yu Xiaogang's entire body could anyone find even a trace of a powerhouse's oppressive presence?
Hadn't he simply come to put on a comedy show for everyone?
Lin Chuan's laugh was practically a lit fuse.
Wang Sheng and the others lost it on the spot. Even Xiao Wu joined in, her shoulders shaking with laughter.
Xiao Wu actually had no idea what everyone found so funny, but her survival instinct was maxed out.
Earning Lin Chuan's trust was what mattered most right now.
All she had to do was laugh along.
As long as she laughed along, they were all friends.
As for what the joke was... who cared?
But Wang Sheng and the others knew perfectly well.
Other people might not know, but how could they not?
As for the true abilities of Yu Xiaogang, this "trash Grandmaster," he was rank twenty-nine at the absolute most. He couldn't even cross the threshold of rank thirty.
And he was still here spouting off about "the majesty of the strong"?
Pure joke of the year material.
Hearing the room erupt with laughter, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he forced a cold snort through his nose.
Ignoring everyone else, he fixed his eyes on Lin Chuan, who had started the laughter, and demanded through gritted teeth, humiliation turning to rage:
"Outrageous! Has no one taught you to respect teachers and honor their teachings? Keep laughing! Keep laughing, and don't blame me for showing no mercy! Believe it or not, I'll go straight to the dean and have every last one of you expelled!"
"Hurry up! Confess and receive leniency! Who injured my Little San? If you bravely step forward now, I might just show great mercy and give you only a small punishment instead of asking the dean to expel you."
"After all, I am the Grandmaster. I have always been magnanimous."
The moment those words left his mouth, Lin Chuan burst out laughing again.
He had seen shameless people before, but never anyone so good at gilding his own face.
He laughed for a good while, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, stepped forward, and unleashed his ultimate:
"You? Are you worthy?"
"There's nothing wrong with respecting teachers and honoring their teachings. I agree with that. But what the hell are you?"
"Aren't you just here in Nuoding City to freeload and mooch meals? To put it nicely, you sponge off people for food and drink. To put it bluntly, you're a beggar!"
"So using those words on you is a complete waste. Are you a teacher here in our Nuoding City? Obviously not, right? Since you aren't, where do you get the nerve to demand that we respect you as one?"
Had it been any other elder, Lin Chuan would at least have shown them some courtesy.
But Yu Xiaogang?
Forget it. With that character? He could keep dreaming.
Of course, Lin Chuan had never considered himself a good person. After transmigrating to this Douluo world, his main aim was to build a harem. He admitted it and made no pretense otherwise.
But he disdained being a hypocrite. What was wrong with being an honest scoundrel?
At least an honest scoundrel was open about it. Sincerity was the name of the game.
Unlike certain specimens, who had bellies full of filthy dealings yet insisted on posing as paragons of virtue.
Looking at that sort twice was enough to dirty his eyes.
At those words, the smiles instantly froze on Wang Sheng's and the others' faces. Their eyes went round, as though they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
You really couldn't judge a person by appearances.
They had thought their new boss was a cool, aloof sort of guy, but the moment his lips moved, it turned out he was a pure fun-seeker to his core.
Still, they liked that gap moe.
It also showed their boss was down-to-earth and easy to get along with.
Meanwhile.
Lin Chuan's barrage struck right through Yu Xiaogang's defenses, piercing straight through his pitiful scrap of self-esteem.
As the saying went, sincerity was always the ultimate killing move.
With Grandmaster Yu's freeloading setup, even calling him a beggar was giving him too much credit.
Yu Xiaogang shook all over with fury. He pointed at Lin Chuan, his voice even cracking:
"You... do you dare tell me your name? I'm absolutely telling the dean about what happened today! You must be expelled!"
Lin Chuan spread his hands, indifference written all over his face:
"I don't change my name standing or my surname sitting. Lin Chuan. Hurry along. I can't wait. I'd like to see whether that dear friend of yours, the dean, will expel a genius with innate full soul power for your sake."
At those words, Yu Xiaogang was just about to start cursing when something suddenly occurred to him.
Wait!
The genius with innate full soul power and suspected twin martial souls he had been looking for was actually this troublemaker standing before him?
At that thought, Yu Xiaogang instantly fell silent.
Expel him?
What a joke. He was still hoping to take him as his disciple.
But with the way things stood, taking him as a disciple was clearly off the table.
No matter. Grandmaster Yu immediately activated his supreme brainpower-thick-skinned mode.
In just a few seconds, Yu Xiaogang completed his logical loop.
He immediately put away his angry expression, assumed the bearing of a grandmaster, and said solemnly:
"So you're Lin Chuan. I've actually been keeping an eye on you for a long time. I've read your information. A promising seedling with innate full soul power."
"However, that temperament of yours is far too arrogant. How about this? Take me as your master, and I won't hold today's incident against you."
Hearing that Yu Xiaogang actually wanted to take him as a disciple, Lin Chuan lost it on the spot, laughing with a goose's honk.
He had seen thick skin before, but never skin thick enough to serve as city fortifications.
Take a disciple?
Did he cut keys for a living?
How many fucking keys did he think he was worth?
Only an utter blockhead like Tang San would actually think he was somebody and enshrine him as a grandmaster.
To speak honestly from the heart, with Tang San's setup-the Tang Sect's techniques from his previous life, plus twin martial souls-even without Yu Xiaogang, he would still have blazed straight to godhood with sparks and lightning flying all the way.
To put it bluntly, even if they grabbed some random Titled Douluo off the street to teach him, Tang San's achievements could probably have climbed another notch.
Listening to Lin Chuan's unrestrained mockery, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly flushed crimson, like a pufferfish about to explode.
But he gritted his teeth and endured, frantically brainwashing himself.
Endure!
I have to endure!
Failure to endure a small slight ruins a great plan. To take this kid as my disciple, what does this little bit of dignity matter?
Once I trick this troublemaker into joining me, just watch how I handle him.
Then I'll have to hammer him hard and forcefully straighten out that rotten arrogance of his.
At that thought, Yu Xiaogang's eyes shifted, and his supreme-world-shaking-brainpower instantly came online.
In no time at all, a brilliant idea popped into his head.
This was definitely a fine idea that would make this kid bow his head to him and prostrate himself in utter admiration.