Yu Xiaogang did not get angry at being called a pauper.
He was poor. Didn't that just demonstrate his noble character and integrity?
"Hey, you aren't working together to trick us into going to the Suotuo Lecture Hall, are you?" a Soul Master suddenly spoke up.
"Exactly. How did this conversation turn into going to the Suotuo Lecture Hall?"
These people had originally come to watch the commotion, and the confrontation between Yu Xiaogang and Chu Feng had now piqued their interest.
They were just waiting for the outcome.
To see whether Shrek Academy really was a garbage academy.
Or whether Yu Xiaogang was an evil Soul Master.
But now it had turned into a contest at the Suotuo Soul Master Lecture Hall.
This was clearly bait to lure them into the lecture hall.
"The lecture hall barely gets any business these days. They sent you to put on a show," a Soul Master said, seemingly having grasped the truth.
"Everyone, I'll pay your admission to the lecture hall." Chu Feng cut straight through their speculation.
Wasn't it just a little money? He could afford it.
They still needed some spectators to witness Yu Xiaogang's true colors firsthand and clear the academy's name.
"Really?"
"You're even treating us? Isn't this another scam?"
"So rich..."
"Just follow us. Shrek Academy isn't short of this little bit of money," Flender stepped forward and said as well.
He wanted these ordinary people to know how deep Shrek Academy's pockets were.
That would make recruiting students easier in the future.
"Lead the way." Chu Feng waved at Yu Xiaogang.
Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly and first put away the things on his stand.
These were his possessions too. He could not lose them.
Only after packing everything up did he lead everyone to the Suotuo Lecture Hall.
As soon as Chu Feng arrived at the lecture hall, he sent someone to notify the manager that he wanted to book the entire venue for a day.
When the manager heard his subordinate report this, he came scurrying over eagerly.
"Oh my, you must be Boss Chu."
"My name is Sun Yu. You can just call me Xiao Sun."
"I hear you'd like to book the venue for a day."
The manager's words were thoroughly fawning.
He could not care less about saving face. If the lecture hall did not get some business soon, it would close down.
Then he would have nothing but the northwest wind to live on.
"Yes, for a day. That won't be a problem, will it?"
With that, Chu Feng took out a large bag of Gold Soul Coins and tossed it to Sun Yu.
Sun Yu hefted the weighty bag of Gold Soul Coins in his hands, then opened it. The golden gleam nearly blinded him.
Naturally, he agreed repeatedly.
He looked at Chu Feng as though he were looking at the God of Wealth.
"Boss Chu, would you like help setting up the venue? Drinks and fine food, too?"
These Gold Soul Coins were enough to keep the venue running for three to five years.
Beside them, Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists as he listened to the manager's fawning words, his expression somewhat strained.
A few days earlier, he had intended to use his reputation as a grandmaster of Soul Master Theory to secure permission to lecture at the venue for free.
Instead, this manager had thrown him straight out.
Yet now he was fawning over Chu Feng like this.
What a shallow person.
Wasn't his reputation as Grandmaster worth more than this money?
If word spread that Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang was lecturing at the lecture hall, how many people would pay to come in?
Wouldn't that bring in even more revenue?
In a moment, he would make this manager regret it too.
"Bring some of everything. Get some for the audience too." Chu Feng took out another bag of Gold Soul Coins and tossed it to Sun Yu.
"Right away! I'll see to it immediately." Sun Yu's grin nearly stretched to his ears.
He had run into a big spender today.
When had someone like this come to Suotuo City? He had to serve him well.
Perhaps, with this man's help, he could climb a little higher.
As it turned out, anything could be done quickly enough if enough money was offered.
Sun Yu immediately assigned staff to set up the lecture hall.
By the time the ordinary people entered, Chu Feng and Yu Xiaogang were already seated in the center of the lecture hall, waiting to begin the contest.
The venue was not very large, and after a little over ten minutes, every seat was filled.
Chu Feng looked around, then turned to Yu Xiaogang and said calmly, "Let's get straight to it. Will you ask first, or shall I?"
"You ask first," Yu Xiaogang said with an air of magnanimity.
Then he picked up a spirit fruit from the table and began eating.
He had never been able to afford these before.
He was confident that he could answer any question Chu Feng asked about soul ring configuration.
This would show how formidable his knowledge of Soul Master Theory was.
The corners of Chu Feng's lips slowly rose into a meaningful, wicked grin.
"Boss Chu is planning to screw someone over."
From his seat in the front row below, Ma Hongjun immediately knew that Chu Feng was going to screw Yu Xiaogang over when he saw his expression.
"How can he do that?" Ning Rongrong was a little puzzled.
There was only so much to Soul Master Theory. How could he use it to screw Yu Xiaogang over?
"Yu Xiaogang is no pushover," Flender said gravely.
Leaving aside Yu Xiaogang's current conduct, he acknowledged his ability in Soul Master Theory.
Tang San also nodded in some agreement.
Having spent so many years by Yu Xiaogang's side, he knew that Yu Xiaogang truly did have some ability.
How could Chu Feng trip Yu Xiaogang up with a question?
Onstage, Chu Feng pondered for a moment, then said softly, "My question is..."
Yu Xiaogang put down the food in his hand and focused, frantically running through his knowledge of Soul Master Theory as he waited for the rest of Chu Feng's sentence.
Since Soul Power amplified the sound onstage, the audience in the hall could hear clearly too.
"Before the actual question, I'd like to ask Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang: does a trash martial soul really produce a trash Soul Master?" Chu Feng changed tack and asked.
He did not directly ask a question about soul ring configuration.
Caught off guard by Chu Feng's sudden question, Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment, then said reflexively, "There are no trash martial souls, only trash Soul Masters."
This was his catchphrase, and Chu Feng's question had naturally brought it out.
After saying it, Yu Xiaogang also felt that he had answered very well.
"In my view, no matter how poor your martial soul is, as long as you work hard, you won't become a trash Soul Master."
He said this very loudly.
He knew that most of the ordinary people and Soul Masters in the hall had martial souls that were not particularly good.
Surely these words would resonate with them.
Yu Xiaogang swept his gaze over the people in the hall.
Sure enough, after he finished speaking, many of the ordinary people in the hall nodded in agreement.
Some even gave him a thumbs-up.
Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang straightened his back further and gave Chu Feng a provocative look.
"That's right. Because of a flaw in my martial soul, I haven't been able to break through level 30 all these years."
"But I've never given up. I studied Soul Master Theory, and now I've become a theoretical grandmaster, not a trash Soul Master."
To prevent Chu Feng from using him as an example, Yu Xiaogang revealed his own circumstances first.
His circumstances could also illustrate his point very well.
"Well said." To everyone's surprise, not only did Chu Feng refrain from mocking Yu Xiaogang, he even expressed agreement.
But his next sentence silenced everyone in the hall.
They heard Chu Feng speak with a hint of teasing in his voice: "Then, the question I'd like to ask about soul ring configuration is..."
"If your martial soul is two jin of chicken shit, how should you configure its soul rings?"