My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Even tigers don't eat their cubs!

If someone is willing to tear apart and manipulate even their own daughter's soul for the sake of power and control, then even if they become a god, they are nothing more than a beast in human skin!

Tang San clenched his fists, silently vowing in his heart: "In my two lifetimes, I, Tang San, have always valued loyalty and righteousness above all else. If I have children in the future, I will cherish them dearly and will never become the kind of hypocritical trash that Brother Su Yun speaks of!"

Then Tang San looked at the master.

Yes.

If you don't have innate full soul power, if you don't have twin martial souls...

Will the master still accept me?

With his back to everyone, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

He wanted to argue back, to shout, "I will!"

But when he opened his mouth, it felt like something was blocking his throat.

Because he can't fool himself.

He took Tang San in because Tang San was a genius that only appears once in a century!

It's because Tang San can help him realize that dream that shocked the entire soul master world!

If he were truly a useless person, why would Yu Xiaogang waste his time on him?

"I... I, Yu Xiaogang, might accept Tang San as my disciple... but it's highly unlikely..."

In a state of extreme mental confusion, Yu Xiaogang began to ramble incoherently.

Just then, Su Yun suddenly leaned forward, took off half of his sunglasses, and looked Yu Xiaogang's head up and down, his tone suddenly becoming somewhat...

Puzzled?

"By the way, Master, there's something else that's been bothering me for a while now."

"I was too embarrassed to ask earlier..."

Su Yun stretched out a finger and pointed at the top of Yu Xiaogang's head, looking very sincere.

"Why is your head getting more and more pointy?"

"??"

Everyone present, including Tang San, subconsciously looked at Yu Xiaogang's head.

Don't say...

Under the lamplight, the master's somewhat sparse buzz cut, coupled with his scalp congested with anger, did indeed look rather...

It gets sharper as you go up.

puff--

I don't know who couldn't help but laugh out loud first.

This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Yu Xiaogang turned around abruptly. In that instant, shame, anger, and the embarrassment of being exposed completely distorted his stiff face.

He pointed at Su Yun, trembling with rage, his lips shaking. His former masterly demeanor was completely gone, leaving only a frustrated stutter:

"You...you've gone too far in insulting me!!"

"Then let me ask you! Then let me ask you!!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted twice, seemingly trying to come up with a rebuttal, but his mind went blank.

The left brain attacks the right brain, the cerebellum strikes the cerebrum, and the tip of the head begins to replace thinking, leaving the person completely clueless about how to answer.

"Then let me ask you!! Are you a man or a woman!!! You're a man! Right!!!"

"Huh?! Right! Then let me ask you!!!"

"snort!!!"

Finally, this theoretical master stomped his foot hard on the floor, and amidst the stares of the crowd who looked at him like he was an idiot, he clutched his pointed head and rushed out of the cafeteria like a madman.

All that remained was a nonsensical roar, echoing awkwardly in the air.

……

As the master left, the atmosphere on the second floor of the cafeteria subtly changed.

The laughter gradually subsided, and everyone's gaze unanimously turned to Su Yun, who remained seated in the main seat, calmly sipping his tea.

If before we were looking at our big spenders, now we are looking at a learned and wise man.

"Boss Su...you're amazing!"

One of the younger brothers swallowed hard, his eyes sparkling.

"That thing about logical mutual exclusion and survivor bias sounds so advanced! You know so much!"

Wang Sheng even came over and fawned over Su Yun, massaging her shoulders.

"Godfather! Not only are you rich, but you're also cultured! Even that charlatan master was rendered speechless by your few words! From now on, how can our Dormitory 7 not be able to walk around the college with impunity?"

Faced with everyone's flattery, Su Yun simply pushed up his sunglasses and calmly waved.

"Basic procedure, don't be silly. Everyone sit down and eat, the food won't taste good if it gets cold."

"We should take this as a warning and be honest from now on. If we know something, we know it; if we don't, we don't. Never pretend. Come on, eat your food."

This nonchalant attitude instantly elevated his image in everyone's eyes.

And beside Su Yun.

Tang San remained silent.

He looked in the direction where Yu Xiaogang had disappeared, then turned his head and looked deeply at Su Yun beside him, his expression extremely complicated.

It was a feeling of shock, gratitude, and admiration for someone who had truly become strong.

Tang San knew very well that he had almost become a disciple just now.

If Su Yun hadn't stepped forward in time and used his sharp, incisive logic to expose Yu Xiaogang's true colors, I probably would have really become his disciple.

"Brother Su Yun..."

Tang San took a deep breath, his tone filled with unprecedented solemnity.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have been scammed today."

"It's not just these."

Tang San recalled Su Yun's hypothesis about hypocrites, and a thoughtful glint appeared in his eyes.

"What you just described—the kind of person who hurts even their own family out of a desire for control—even though it was just a hypothetical scenario, it sent chills down my spine!"

"You're right. When judging a person, we shouldn't just look at their status and theories, but also their character!"

"Compared to you, that master... does indeed seem too superficial."

Su Yun was overjoyed to see Tang San's sincere eyes, but he maintained his aloof persona on the surface.

Su Yun suddenly sighed, adopting a world-weary expression, and began to speak earnestly:

"Take my advice."

"The world of Soul Master theory is too complex; you're still young and lack social experience..."

"You can't grasp that kind of superficial stuff. We're proper Soul Masters; we need to be down-to-earth, understand?"

These words made Tang San's eyes redden slightly.

What a simple yet profoundly insightful statement!

Compared to Yu Xiaogang's empty theories, Su Yun's words were truly heartfelt and sincere, showing his genuine desire to protect himself from harm!

Looking around, Wang Sheng and the others kept calling him "godfather," which sounded mercenary, but their respect was genuine.

Since Brother Su Yun had shown me such kindness and was so open and honest with me...

Tang San took a deep breath, as if he had made a major decision.

He abruptly took half a step back, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and was about to bow down to Su Yun, his eyes filled with respect:

"Brother Su Yun! I can't thank you enough!"

"Having wandered for half my life, I only regret not having met a wise ruler. If you do not abandon me, then I, Tang San, am willing to pledge allegiance to you today—"

"Stop! Stop! Hold on!!"

Before the word "father" could even be uttered, Su Yun jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and covered Tang San's mouth with his hand.

Su Yun looked terrified and waved her hands repeatedly:

"No, no, no! Please don't!"

What's going on? They were just joking, just saying it casually...

Indian, are you serious?!

"Two grown men, what's with this godfather and godson thing? It sounds so cheesy!"

"Anyone who didn't know better would think we were some kind of star-crossed lovers!"

"What bad luck! So incredibly bad luck!"

"Just call me brother! Don't call me godfather! I'm not old enough for that!"

Tang San blinked. Although he didn't understand what "star-crossed lovers" meant, he could tell that Su Yun really didn't like that nickname.

"Then..." Tang San asked tentatively.

Su Yun straightened his collar, put his sunglasses back on, and smiled as he extended his fist:

"Call me Big Brother."

"From now on at Notting College, I'll have your back. Whether it's theory or fighting, we brothers will handle it!"

Tang San looked at the fist extended in front of him, and a bright smile, typical of a young boy, finally appeared on his previously serious face.

He also extended his fist and lightly touched it with Su Yun's.

"Yes, brother!"

"Hmm! Indian!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San's eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

"Brother Su, you can just call me Xiao San..."

Su Bai patted Tang San on the shoulder and chuckled.

"What are you saying? When I introduce you to others, I can't exactly tell them you're my mistress, can I?"