Ning Fengzhi said solemnly, "Qinghe, there's one thing I must remind you. From my interactions with this child during this period, if you really want his help in the future, then never try to recruit him. Instead, be a genuine friend to him."
Xue Qinghe was stunned for a moment and met Ning Fengzhi's gaze. After a long while, he slowly nodded, "Teacher, I understand. Thank you for your guidance."
Walking back to the Academy, Tang San's mind was full of Xue Qinghe's words. Father, what exactly caused the conflict with Martial Soul Hall, and where is mother? Although Xue Qinghe did not mention anything about his mother, Tang San still vaguely felt that his father's reclusion was directly related to his mother.
The tea house wasn't too far from Shrek Academy, and soon, Tang San returned to the Academy, heading straight to the wooden hut in the forest behind. This place had become their exclusive training ground.
