Su Yu had long since noticed that what Lin Xiaotian had on his hands was just some dirt. With a slight release of Power from his palm, he easily pushed the flailing boy away as if shoving a ball of cotton.
"Well, look at you! Not even afraid of Lord Lin Xiaotian's Dogshit Turtle Fist. What's your name?"
Su Yu pretended not to hear. He finished putting away his spare clothes, then turned, picked up Mo Yuan, and walked straight out the door toward the Martial Arts Arena.
'There are still several hours left in the day. I can't afford to neglect my White Ape Fist training.'
'The Martial Examination is only a month away. I have to break through to the First Acupoint before then!'
"Hey! Are you mute?"
Seeing that he was being ignored, Lin Xiaotian squawked in anger, sticking to Su Yu's back like a little tail and muttering nonstop the entire way.
However, the boy didn't do anything too outrageous, so Su Yu continued to ignore him.
