Clang!
The next moment, Yu Xiaogang stood up with a start.
The chair beneath him toppled to the ground due to his violent movement, emitting a loud crash.
The sound caused by the falling chair instantly attracted the gaze of all the teachers and students eating in the cafeteria and interrupted the discussion of several children.
Yu Xiaogang quickly arrived at the dining table of the children who were discussing, grabbed two of the children who knew the news, and roared loudly: “What did you just say?
Say it to me again!”
Yu Xiaogang’s voice was stiff and strange, and his appearance at this moment looked ferocious, just like a malevolent ghost.
The two children, only a few years old, had never seen such a scene.
Looking at Yu Xiaogang, who was as ugly as a malevolent ghost, the two were badly frightened and tremblingly repeated it once more.
After listening, Yu Xiaogang stood stunned on the spot, motionless, his lips twitching but unable to speak.
Seeing this, the two children took the opportunity to quickly slip away.
It was too terrifying; to think there was actually someone who grew up looking so ugly, with a face as ferocious as a malevolent ghost.
“Hahaha!
Qian Xunji, you finally died.
You died well!”
After a long while, Yu Xiaogang finally came back to his senses, and at the same time, his heart was filled with wild joy.
For many years, Yu Xiaogang had lived under the shadow of Qian Xunji.
Qian Xunji’s figure was like a sharp sword, constantly hanging over his head, making him restless and unable to sleep at night.
Ever since the Golden Triangle disbanded, Yu Xiaogang had lost the reliance of their three-person Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Later, he could only hide in this small place, Notting Academy, barely surviving.
He lived neither like a human nor a ghost.
Qian Xunji was finally dead…
Yu Xiaogang let out a heavy sigh of relief.
“Idol!”
“Tang Hao, from now on, you are my idol!”
Yu Xiaogang shouted excitedly and wildly in his heart, then couldn’t help but start fantasizing:
“If I also had the strength like Tang Hao…”
“If the person who killed Qian Xunji was me…”
“Who would dare to call me trash…
Who would still dare to mock me…
I would surely be the Master respected by everyone, reaching the pinnacle of life!…”
As he thought, Yu Xiaogang couldn’t help but let drool flow from the corner of his mouth.
He had already fallen into a beautiful dream.
The teachers and students of Notting Academy eating nearby, looking at Yu Xiaogang, who acted like a fool, pointed fingers one after another.
“What do you think he’s doing?”
“Daydreaming.”
“A shameless piece of trash who only knows how to eat and drink for free, he’s just a joke.”
“Isn’t that so?
He spends all day in the academy eating and drinking for free, neither teaching students nor attending classes.
He claims to be researching some Martial Soul theory, but I’ve never seen him come up with anything.”
“Exactly.
I don’t know what the Dean of Notting Academy is thinking, actually taking him in, letting him mess around, and not doing anything about it.”
“Pah, trash.”
“What is he smiling at, standing there like an idiot.”
“…”
The teachers and students coming to eat gathered more and more.
Watching Yu Xiaogang, who was standing in the middle of the cafeteria with strange behavior, they all offered their ridicule.
Yu Xiaogang came back to his senses, and listening to all kinds of ugly words, his face gradually turned a bit greenish.
“Hmph!” He flicked his coarse cloth sleeves, gave a cold snort, put on an unfathomable and sharp-eyed appearance, carried his hands behind his back, straightened his waist, and left.
After walking out of the cafeteria, Yu Xiaogang did not return directly to his small room of less than thirty square meters, located in the corner of the top floor of the dormitory building as he usually did.
He quickly ran outside the academy.
He wanted to go to the Spirit Hall church in Notting City; he wanted to personally confirm whether the news was true.
Half an hour later.
Yu Xiaogang quickly ran back to his room and swiftly locked the door.
He had confirmed it; the news was true.
Qian Xunji was really dead!
Upon returning to his room, Yu Xiaogang began to cry silently, crying heart-rendingly with veins popping and his face covered in tears, and then he laughed silently.
Crying one moment and laughing the next, yet from beginning to end, he did not make a single sound.
His entire behavior was like a madman.
It is conceivable how great the psychological shadow Qian Xunji had cast upon him was.
Qian Xunji never imagined that his casual threat would actually make Yu Xiaogang so afraid that he would fall to such a state.
It shows how fragile Yu Xiaogang’s psyche was, simply vulnerable.
In this regard, it could be considered that Qian Xunji did one good deed.
A long while later, Yu Xiaogang sat blankly huddled in the darkness of a corner, his face covered in tears, his eyes gloomy and terrifying.
At this moment, his mind kept recalling the bits and pieces of his time at Spirit Hall back then.
That foolish woman Bibi Dong, back then under his glib tongue, he only had to reveal a tiny bit of small intelligence and small schemes, and he easily obtained her trust, while she remained foolishly unaware.
And he, Yu Xiaogang, by climbing onto the high branch of the Holy Maiden, obtained the knowledge collected in the Spirit Hall Archives.
By organizing the collection of Spirit Hall, he derived the theory of the ten core competitivenesses of martial souls.
He could have used this to become famous throughout the world, win the beauty, and reach the pinnacle of life, but it was forcibly destroyed by Qian Xunji.
Thinking of the way Qian Xunji slapped him in public, called him trash, expelled him from Spirit City, and threatened him.
And the scene where Bibi Dong despised him as trash and abandoned him.
Deep pain and anger, as well as bone-deep hatred, flashed in Yu Xiaogang’s eyes.
After a long while, Yu Xiaogang finally suppressed the hatred in his heart.
He opened his ugly mouth and whispered:
“Fortunately, Qian Xunji is already dead.
The person who threatened me is gone.”
“From now on, the sky is high for birds to fly, and the sea is vast for fish to leap.”
“No one can ever restrain me again.”
Then he recalled:
“Since Qian Xunji is dead, Bibi Dong, as the Holy Maiden, is the first successor to the Pope.”
“Hmm…
The next Pope must be her.”
“If I become the man of the Pope, then wouldn’t my theories never be questioned again?
In the future, I will surely be able to become famous throughout the world.”
“Yes!
This is my chance, I must seize it!”
Thinking of this, a sharp light flashed in Yu Xiaogang’s eyes, and he quickly climbed up.
But thinking of Bibi Dong’s decisiveness back then, the way she despised him and abandoned him, he hesitated again.
His heart began to struggle constantly:
“Bibi Dong was so heartless back then; if I rashly go to find her, it is very likely to be like a sheep entering a tiger’s den.”
“If she doesn’t consider old feelings and wants to deal with me, or even kill me, then wouldn’t I be in danger…”
“No, no, she clearly loved me to the point of being unable to extricate herself.”
“The reason she was like that is likely because Qian Xunji was playing tricks; otherwise, she wouldn’t have suddenly become so heartless.”
“She must still be unable to forget me; I am very confident in my charm.”
“As long as I go to find her, she will definitely throw herself into my arms.”
“Yes, yes, yes.
It must be like this…”
Thinking of Bibi Dong’s beautiful face and graceful figure, a touch of heat flashed in Yu Xiaogang’s eyes.
In the end, the heat overwhelmed the hesitation.
Yu Xiaogang straightened his body, carried his hands behind his back, his eyes burning like torches, and made up his mind:
“It seems I can only wrong myself a little.”
“Bibi Dong, the opportunity has been given to you; you must seize it and not let me down…”
Having made his decision, Yu Xiaogang quickly packed up his luggage.
The most important thing was those so-called research results of his on Martial Souls.
He put them all into a spirit tool.
As for his friend, the Dean of Notting Academy, who had taken him in, Yu Xiaogang didn’t even say a word of greeting.
He quickly left Notting Academy and disappeared without a trace.
On the way, teachers and students of the academy saw Yu Xiaogang carrying a package, seemingly about to leave, and suddenly they were all overjoyed and extremely happy.
After receiving the news, the Dean of Notting Academy was both angry and happy.
He was angry that he had taken in Yu Xiaogang for so long, and yet Yu Xiaogang had left without a sound, without even saying a greeting or a word of thanks.
He was happy that this vampire trash had finally left, and he no longer had to be bled dry by him.
The Dean of Notting Academy suddenly felt his eyes moisten, and subconsciously exclaimed: “Great!!!”