Chapter 201: 220. The Flat-Headed Beggar
This day, Shrek Academy had completed their training at the Soto City Soul Arena and was heading back towards the academy.
Along the way, Xiao Wu was holding Er Ming's hand and chatting and laughing, while beside them, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar were surrounding Tang San.
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu holding hands with Er Ming, and a surge of anger welled up in his heart, but in order not to ruin the image he had in Xiao Wu's mind, he could only forcibly suppress the jealousy inside him.
Just as they were about to enter the village, at the village entrance, next to a stone, a flat-headed beggar who was covered in a foul stench and filthy from head to toe rushed out from a corner and pounced straight towards Tang San.
Suddenly being pounced on by this flat-headed beggar who reeked of stone nan flower odor all over his body, Tang San's mood immediately worsened even more.
He immediately threw the flat-headed beggar to the ground and started punching and kicking him.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'm your teacher!" The flat-headed beggar hugged his head on the ground and begged for mercy, but his jaw was dislocated, his voice hoarse, and the words he spoke were unclear.
However, Tang San acted as if he hadn't heard his pleas for mercy at all, beating the flat-headed beggar until his face was black and blue, until—
Flanders recognized Yu Xiaogang's identity and hurriedly came out to stop him: "Stop, Tang San, this is your teacher."
Tang San was slightly stunned, then he carefully looked him over and was greatly shocked. He quickly helped the flat-headed one up from the ground and said guiltily: "Teacher, it's you, the teacher. I'm sorry, Tang San didn't recognize you."
In fact, our Tang San had long recognized Yu Xiaogang's identity; he was just using the pretext of not recognizing him to vent all the grievances he had suffered on Er Ming during this time onto Yu Xiaogang.
"Xiao Gang, how did you end up like this?" Flanders called over a healing-type soul master to treat Yu Xiaogang.
After being healed, in response to Flanders' question, Gangzi remained silent, that memory was too humiliating for him, and he didn't want a third party to know.
It wasn't until in private that Tang San knocked on the door of Yu Xiaogang's study and walked in.
"Xiao San." When Yu Xiaogang saw Tang San, his eyes dodged a bit. On the way back while fleeing, he had missed his obedient disciple very much, but when he actually saw Tang San, he somewhat didn't want to see him, because he hadn't completed the task his disciple had entrusted to him.
"Teacher." Tang San pretended to ask respectfully: "This student wants to ask you, did you retrieve my external soul bone?"
Yu Xiaogang knew he couldn't avoid it, so he could only beat around the bush: "Xiao San, actually, even without this soul bone, your twin martial soul talent is still not to be underestimated, right?"
"Gangzi—" Tang San's face changed instantly. He gritted his teeth hard and said: "So, that means you didn't get my soul bone back from Bibi Dong, right."
"Xiao San, you actually called me Gangzi, you even refuse to call me teacher." Yu Xiaogang clutched his chest and said heartbrokenly: "Back then, you said that once a teacher for a day, a father for life."
"I said—" Tang San's eyes turned red, he bellowed like an ox panting with rage: "I said that if you help me retrieve the soul bone, then you would be my teacher for a day and father for life. Did you do it?"
"But, once a teacher for a day, a father for life, no matter what, I am still your master. According to this saying..." That's right, Yu Xiaogang, who had failed to accomplish the task, planned to shamelessly force the title of father onto Tang San's head.
"You deserve it—" Tang San raised his hand and slapped Yu Xiaogang hard across the face.
"Xiao San, you actually hit me, you hit your teacher?" Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San heartbrokenly.
"Not only will I hit you, I will beat you."
In front of outsiders, to maintain his glamorous image, Tang San had to pretend to be respectful to his teacher, but in private, Tang San didn't need to pretend. Pretend for Gangzi? He wasn't worthy.
Tang San directly went at him; anyway, now his level had already surpassed Gangzi's, so he could reverse the heavens and earth.
"Ugh, ahhhhhhh—" From the room came a series of Yu Xiaogang's pained howls and pleas for mercy.
By the end of the beating, Tang San finally felt relieved. Only then did he ask: "Gangzi, didn't you say you and Bibi Dong were old acquaintances? How come you couldn't even handle such a simple task?"
Tang San thought about how so many changes had occurred in this timeline, and recalled when he had encountered Bibi Dong and tried to use Yu Xiaogang's name, but it had no effect at all—the soul bone was still taken by Bibi Dong. And now, this time he had asked Yu Xiaogang to go to the Spirit Hall to demand the soul bone back, but he had returned in this sorry state.
This made Tang San have to doubt whether this waste Gangzi still had any use value, and whether his relationship with Bibi Dong had changed. If it was confirmed that Gangzi's relationship with Bibi Dong wasn't as good as Tang San thought, then this chamber pot could be thrown away.
Yu Xiaogang touched his flat head and said: "Xiao San, this time I went to the Spirit Hall and didn't see Bibi Dong. At the entrance of the Pope's Hall, I was stopped by two wolf dogs raised by the Spirit Hall. They said my Pope's Decree was invalid and detained me."
"The Pope's Decree is invalid???" Tang San was stunned.
"I only found out after going to the Spirit Hall that the Spirit Hall had reselected the Upper Three Sects and recalled the previously issued Pope's Decrees, recasting new Pope's Decrees. Now, the old Pope's Decrees circulating outside are just the one from the Haotian Sect. For me to go to the Spirit Hall was nothing less than walking into a trap. Before I could even see Dong'er, I was captured by the Spirit Hall and subjected to a month's torment." Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San aggrievedly, hoping to seek some comfort from him.
As a result, Tang San acted as if he hadn't seen Yu Xiaogang's gaze and pondered to himself: "So that's how it is, no wonder then."
In his previous life, the Pope's Decree in Yu Xiaogang's hand had been very useful. Just showing it casually, anyone in the Spirit Hall below the elders, even Saros, had to give him some face. The lower-level dogs, if told to kneel, they knelt; if told to roll, they rolled. It was very convenient. During that time, Tang San had admired Gangzi a lot, but later he learned from his father that the Pope's Decree belonged to the Haotian Sect. Tang San's bit of admiration for Yu Xiaogang dissipated; it turned out to be his own father's thing. Gangzi, using my father's item to act cool, does it feel good???
However, after being reborn, Tang San also knew that this Pope's Decree could only maximize its effect in Yu Xiaogang's hands. He just hadn't expected the problem to be with the Pope's Decree.
"From this, it seems—" A glint flashed in Tang San's eyes, and his wise little brain quickly turned: So, it was the reborn one in the Spirit Hall who influenced the established path.
If there was a reborn person in the Spirit Hall trying to change the established fact of the Spirit Hall's destruction, then recasting the Pope's Decree must have been their doing.
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