Su Han could only smile helplessly and say, "I too have been coerced into this situation."
What he said was indeed the truth; not a single matter had been initiated by Su Han himself. If there was anyone to blame, it was Fu Yu for provoking him, or that fool Lei Long for courting his own death. What did it have to do with him?
The old instructor was slightly taken aback before he burst into louder laughter.
"Interesting, interesting, you little fellow are truly amusing," the old instructor chuckled as he waved his hand, "Bring some tea over, it's all gone."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Long hurriedly nodded. At that moment, he had seemingly become the errand boy.
Su Han didn't feel constrained.
Even though the old instructor before him was the most powerful among them, having nurtured countless younger generations and respected as a teacher, with such status, Su Han did not feel a trace of nervousness.
