Brock suddenly understood.
At the same time, he also felt there was hope for himself.
This Bloodthirsty Demon from Notting Academy, with Soul Power at level 2, Ye Feng, was actually a blessing in disguise!
Back then, the other party wanted to become his disciple, so now he must still want to become his disciple.
Why do I say this? Because of obsession!
The things you can't get are always the ones you want the most.
Since he couldn't become a disciple back then, he now wants to complete that matter to erase the demons in his heart.
In this regard, Brock really made a fuss over nothing!
If he had known earlier that the Bloodthirsty Demon was Ye Feng, why would he have bothered?
"Hahaha!"
Ye Feng laughed!!
"What are you laughing at?"
The Grandmaster was full of confusion upon hearing Ye Feng's laughter.
"You're really funny, Brock! What can a loser who's only at level 29 Soul Power and makes everyone run with rocks teach me? Only a fool like Tang San could be deceived by you."
Ye Feng burst into laughter upon hearing this!
He now suspected that Brock was a few bricks short of a load. Did he really think he was still that little brat desperately begging to be taken as a disciple?
Truth be told, back in the day, he only sought a master out of desperation for protection.
In the end, after being a loyal follower, he ended up with nothing and was directly fed to the Datura snake by Brock himself!
Well done indeed!!
Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and Oscar exchanged looks.
If it hadn't been for Tang San and the others, they would have been nodding their heads like crazy by now!
No matter if it's support-class Soul Masters, direct-attack-class Soul Masters, or agile-attack-class, the Grandmaster's training method is always the same.
That is to carry rocks.
If a hundred pounds isn't enough, then two hundred, if two hundred isn't enough, then four hundred, and if four hundred isn't enough, then eight hundred pounds.
They had never seen such an unimaginably absurd training method.
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong also looked at Ye Feng differently.
They had held these thoughts in their hearts for a long time and finally, someone spoke them out loud.
But this guy was even harsher.
He directly called the Grandmaster trash!!
Awesome!!
Truth be told, they had suspected that the Dean had hired this person because there was no money.
According to internal sources, the Grandmaster was working for free.
"What did you say?!"
Tang San lost his temper upon hearing this!!
A teacher is like a father, and to speak of the Grandmaster in this way was akin to speaking about his own father.
How could he tolerate it??
"Xiaosan, it's normal for Xiaofeng to have a bit of resentment over past issues. Let me speak with him privately!"
All of a sudden, the Grandmaster glanced at Tang San.
"Xiaofeng, come with me to the meeting room, I owe you an explanation."
Brock addressed Ye Feng.
"Dean Flender, here is a proposal from the shareholders for you to look at. If you need to add people, you can add as you please. However, doing that will dilute your own shares, you decide."
Ye Feng completely ignored the Grandmaster.
Just a clown.
What he had to do now was to secure half the shares of Shrek Academy.
In the future, even if they merged with Blue Tyrant Academy, as long as they dared to use the name 'Shrek', half of it would belong to him. This was a grand scheme!
He wanted to make Brock, this hidden dragon and phoenix chick, bury Dean Flender's and Liu Erlong's hard work with his own hands!
"This..."
Dean Flender, looking at the documents Ye Feng had brought out, was at a loss for words and turned to look in the Grandmaster's direction.
Hadn't he said he was confident in buying back the Academy?
"Xiaofeng, Dean Flender has entrusted me with full authority over the Academy for now. Why don't we step into the meeting room and talk?"
Once again, the Grandmaster spoke up.
Of course, he understood what Flender wanted him to do.
Wasn't it to buy back the lost half of the Academy?
In reality, the Academy's assets were not worth much at this point.
At most ten thousand gold coins would be enough.
The reason he was so defiant was probably because he harbored some resentment.
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So the Master believed that it would be much more effective for the two to have a private conversation.
"Shut up! Who are you to call him Xiaofeng? Who do you think you are? Nothing but a hypocrite who stoops so low as to deceive his own nephew!"
Ye Feng sarcastically retorted without any good humor.
"Deceive his own nephew???"
Everyone from Shrek was stunned.
What did that mean???
"Xiaofeng, I know you have had some misunderstandings about me, Yu Xiaogang, in the past, but you can't just say anything. When have I ever deceived Tian Heng?!"
The Master immediately countered upon hearing this!
"Oh? Weren't those Stamina Pills taken from Yu Tianheng under the pretense of research by the Master himself?"
Ye Feng asked with a sneer.
Indeed, some people won't realize the truth until they're in their coffins.
Typical of the Master!
"What! So the Stamina Pills weren't concocted by the Master's research??"
People from Shrek went into an uproar.
Even Tang San was full of confusion.
"Do you really think he could come up with such medicine? Does he even know the formula?"
Ye Feng retorted.
"I have never said that the medicine was made by me,"
the Master declared to the crowd.
"Well, this…"
The others were now very confused.
So it really wasn't the Master's work.
But his earlier behavior suggested that he had created the medicine himself.
He'd boasted about the rare ingredients, the long production time.
And most importantly, he'd said he'd only give it to his own disciples.
Well, this guy truly has no shame—it turns out he took someone else's Elixir.
"Uncle, why did you give the Physical Strength Elixir that I gave you to Shrek, when we had agreed you would only take it back for research?"
Yu Tianheng asked at that moment.
"Tian Heng, in fact, giving them to others is part of the research too, right? Using them on humans is the only way to gather the best data, isn't it?"
At that moment, the Master spoke with a look that suggested deeper meaning.
He still had to return to the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan.
How could Yu Xiaogang admit any personal motives?
"This…"
Yu Tianheng, hearing these words, suddenly looked confusedly at Ye Feng.
Because it sounded quite reasonable to him.
"Stubborn to the end. If it truly was for research, why did you take seven Elixirs? You intended one for each person at Shrek, right? But since two support-class Soul Masters didn't participate in the individual competition, two were saved and given directly to Tang San, right? If I haven't guessed wrong at this moment, all the Elixirs must be with Tang San!"
Ye Feng ruthlessly exposed the Master's ruse.
Deceiving Yu Tianheng might work, but trying to fool Ye Feng? Nice try!
"Then, Uncle, where are those Elixirs now?"
Yu Tianheng asked.
"Tian Heng! Would you rather trust a stranger than your own uncle?"
Out of nowhere, the Master's voice turned icy as he rebuked.
"I believe, but I want to know where the Elixirs are,"
Yu Tianheng was no fool.
If his uncle could produce the Elixirs, he would believe and apologize.
But if not, it would prove that the instructor was right.
His uncle had despicably deceived him!!
"Fine, fine, fine! Since you trust outsiders, I will give you these Elixirs!"
The Master fumed as he flung his sleeves!
His gaze then turned to Tang San.
That was a hint.
Tang San immediately understood.
He also realized his teacher's painstaking intentions.
For the sake of Shrek's victory, he was willing to risk deceiving his own nephew to get the Elixirs for their use.
What did it matter if the Elixirs belonged to someone else? With such commitment, his teacher was a good teacher.
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