Soul Land: Power Of Space - 46. A Storm Arises
Yu Xiaogang was taken aback, observing Tang San as he eloquently expressed his thoughts, feeling his own sanity almost crumbling.
It had only been less than half a month.
Where did his depression come from? Even if there were feelings of depression, why express them right after the competition had just concluded?
In this moment, Yu Xiaogang had the strong urge to grab Tang San by the collar and give him a few slaps to wake him up.
It’s not that Yu Xiaogang didn’t understand Tang San.
It was precisely because he understood Tang San that his thoughts became more difficult to handle.
Shrek Academy was meticulously chosen by Yu Xiaogang as the most suitable academy among all known spirit master academies.
Objectively speaking, Shrek Academy could provide Tang San with a stable development period, and this time wouldn’t be too short.
But…
Life often goes against one’s plans.
The idea of leaving didn’t come earlier or later; it happened at this critical moment.
If Tang San had the idea of leaving earlier, he could have simply slammed the door and left, using the excuse of his injury to justify his departure from Shrek Academy, making it difficult for anyone to fault him.
If it had happened later, Yu Xiaogang believed that he could rely on Tang San’s exceptional talent, work hard to arrange a transfer to a high-level spirit master academy.
After all, these advanced academies loved to recruit geniuses.
The condition was that the admitted geniuses had exceptional talent or strength!
With a martial spirit at the twenty-ninth rank, Tang San’s Blue Silver Grass was not dominating in terms of martial spirits, spirit power level, age, or resume. From the current standpoint, Tang San was just an ordinary genius.
If we were to count his second spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang San would undoubtedly be a peerless genius.
However, Yu Xiaogang could easily imagine that if Tang San’s second martial spirit were to be exposed, the Spirit Hall wouldn’t hesitate to crush him like a little ant.
After a moment, Tang San halted his eloquent speech and looked at his master with hopeful eyes.
Rubbing his stiff face, Yu Xiaogang pondered for a moment and asked, “Where do you want to go, then?”
One always bows down to the facts.
Tang San was the son of the Haotian Douluo, but he was also Yu Xiaogang’s direct disciple. In the future, he was expected to help Yu Xiaogang verify the various theories he put forward.
Out of both emotional and rational considerations, Yu Xiaogang couldn’t give up on Tang San.
So…
He could only first ask for Tang San’s opinion and then work hard to handle the situation properly.
Tang San fell into silent contemplation.
Clearly, he hadn’t given it much thought either.
When the blood was hot, thoughts would rush out, but unfortunately, none of these thoughts had a complete plan.
Seeing Tang San’s silence, Yu Xiaogang couldn’t help but sigh and continued to ask helplessly, “Do you really want to leave?”
“I do!”
Tang San’s eyes were filled with determination as he immediately responded.
Yu Xiaogang’s face twitched, scolding Tang San’s ignorance in his heart, but he still controlled his emotions, cleared his throat, and said, “I’ll go first. Finish your meal. I need to think carefully about this matter.”
A flash of excitement flickered in Tang San’s eyes. He grabbed his chopsticks and eagerly started devouring his food.
Although Yu Xiaogang said he would “think about it,” Tang San understood that his master must have been tempted.
Otherwise, he would have rejected the idea outright or asked Tang San to think it over instead.
Returning to his room, Yu Xiaogang massaged his furrowed brow, his face filled with worry.
Escaping from Shrek Academy was easy.
Finding a new home was the difficult part.
“Flender, this is not what I want…”
Letting out a long sigh, Yu Xiaogang switched on the desk lamp, picked up a pen, and unfolded a piece of paper.
That night, both the master and the apprentice couldn’t sleep.
As dawn broke, a ray of dazzling sunlight pierced through the darkness.
Flender sat on a chair, looking at Yu Xiaogang and Tang San standing behind him, his face filled with mixed emotions.
“Are you really going?” he asked.
Yu Xiaogang didn’t speak but sat on the chair and pushed the withdrawal application form forward.
The meaning was clear.
“Then I approve.”
Flender knew his old friend’s stubbornness, the kind that no one could convince otherwise.
Without further ado, he reached for a pen and signed his name on the withdrawal form.
“Xiaogang, where are you heading?”
As he signed, Flender casually asked out of curiosity.
“Lanba Academy.”
Hearing this unexpected answer, the tip of Flender’s pen couldn’t help but pause. Luckily, he quickly recovered, suppressing the surge of emotions in his heart, and finished signing.
Seeing Flender put away the pen, Yu Xiaogang took the application back, glanced at it twice, wordlessly tucked it into his pocket, and walked out of the room, holding Tang San’s arm.
Though both the master and apprentice had dark circles under their eyes, they were still mentally excited.
A new journey was about to begin once again!
“Did you say Tang San left?”
Lu Yuan sat up in surprise from the bed in the hotel room and quickly got to his feet.
Ma Hongjun nodded and added, “It’s said that his so-called ‘master’ left with him too.”
“Damn, things are really changing! Did Tang San finally realize something, or was it Yu Xiaogang’s idea?”
“Boss, what are you talking about?”
“It’s nothing. I’m going to ask the dean about it.”
Lu Yuan reached out and pulled out a set of clothes from the air, quickly putting them on.
Ma Hongjun scratched his head, watching his boss hurriedly leave, puzzled.
After bidding farewell to his old friend Yu Xiaogang, Flender sat on a chair and had a drink with Zao Wuji.
The wine was provided by Zao Wuji.
Flender’s mood finally didn’t sink further.
However, he still felt uneasy.
It was certain that Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong would depart together.
Even if Yu Xiaogang didn’t want to, he couldn’t make waves under Liu Erlong, the Spirit Sage.
Though Flender chose to remain silent and observe, when Yu Xiaogang mentioned “Lanba Academy,” he couldn’t help but feel a sense of reluctance.
That was his youth.
That was someone he loved.
But the person he loved didn’t return his affection!
What could he do?
Kinck! Knock! Knock!
Empty wine bottles were thrown into the trash.
Zhao Wuji’s eyes twitched as he hesitated, putting down his cup.
What’s the matter with drinking?
Although he truly wanted to stop Flender from drowning his sorrows in alcohol, Zhao Wuji understood and sympathized.
“Old Zhao, what do you say?”
Flender subconsciously wanted to confide in someone but realized it wasn’t appropriate as soon as the words left his mouth.
So, Flender put down the wine bottle, opened another one, filled his glass, and raised it, saying, “Forget it, Old Zhao, let’s just enjoy ourselves today.”
Zhao Wuji quickly raised his cup and clinked it with Flender’s.
“Alright, I promise you’ll enjoy yourself to the fullest. Since I was a child, no one has ever outdrunk me!”
He said so.
However, deep down, Zhao Wuji silently complained: Flender, you wouldn’t bankrupt me, would you?
Just as the atmosphere was starting to liven up, an untimely knock on the door interrupted them.
Seeing Flender drinking absentmindedly, Zhao Wuji reluctantly got up and opened the door.
“Zhao?”
Lu Yuan looked up at the door number.
That was right.
“I’m looking for the dean. Where is he?”
“Come in!”
Zhao Wuji turned back in surprise, only to find that Flender had already composed himself and even had time to wipe his glasses clean.
You trickster! You deceived me!
Zhao Wuji scolded Flender silently with his eyes. Unfortunately, Flender was someone who couldn’t take a joke?
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