Honey You are Sweating

Yu Xiaogang never expected that it would be his "good brother" who reported him!

It must be him; otherwise, why would he appear in Spirit City after the incident?

Doesn't Flender know about his relationship with Bibi Dong? Doesn't he know about his relationship with Tang San and Tang Hao?

Doesn't he know that Tang San is his creation, his proud disciple? Now, Flender and Ma Hongjun are even wearing the robes of the Spirit Hall...

Even if Yu Xiaogang had no brains, he understood what was going on.

"That's right, it was me!"

Flender said unflinchingly, his eyes devoid of the warmth they once held for Yu Xiaogang.

After all, things have changed, and so have people.

"Are you still human?"

Yu Xiaogang pointed at Flender, not knowing how to curse him. His voice trembled, obviously furious with Flender.

Hearing this, Flender was taken aback and looked at Yu Xiaogang with some confusion.

"Yu Xiaogang, you can curse me now?"

"I'm not human?"

"Yu Xiaogang, do you remember who saved you time and again when we traveled the continent?"

"Yu Xiaogang, do you remember who willingly gave up the opportunity to you when you were pursuing Erlong?"

"Yu Xiaogang..."

"Now you can curse me?"

Saying this, Flender pointed at Yu Xiaogang with his only remaining arm.

"Your good disciple, indeed a good disciple!"

"He attacked his classmates and even planned to assassinate my disciple..."

"Yu Xiaogang, is this the kind of disciple you take in?"

"Knowing that Tang San is Tang Hao's son, didn't you take him in just to prove to Her Holiness Pope that you're not useless?"

"Heh, a useless person will always be useless."

"The young master has never seen the hardships of the world. Once out of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, without this status, you are nothing."

Glancing at the bewildered Yu Xiaogang, Flender patted Ma Hongjun's shoulder.

"Let's go, Hongjun."

"This man, from now on, is no longer a friend of your teacher, nor a brother."

"He doesn't deserve it!"

"Yes, teacher, I understand!"

Ma Hongjun quickly nodded in agreement, also finding the short-haired man annoying.

No ability, yet so arrogant.

"By the way, teacher, I've been reading a lot of books in the Spirit Hall Library recently."

"Many of the contents in the ancient books are the same as what Yu Xiaogang said before..."

"Shut up, Yu Xiaogang didn't plagiarize!"

"???"

Ma Hongjun was stunned. Did he say Yu Xiaogang plagiarized? What's going on with Flender? Since Flender said so, what else could he say?

After Flender and Ma Hongjun left, Yu Xiaogang still stood there, stunned.

No, no! This must not be exposed!

The Spirit Hall Library, right? He must burn down the Spirit Hall Library, so no one will know the truth!

Meanwhile, inside the Pope's Hall.

Bibi Dong's face turned black and then white.

With her strength, it was difficult not to hear the conversation outside.

From Flender's perspective, it was no problem to say that Yu Xiaogang was an ungrateful beast.

And then, Ma Hongjun's words earlier...

"I must have appreciated his talent back then, right?"

"But did I really appreciate his talent?"

At this moment, Bibi Dong fell into deep thought.

She always felt something was off but couldn't remember what.

Why did she like Yu Xiaogang? Talent?

That was just the accumulation of the Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Strength?

A waste who couldn't break through to the Spirit Elder, what strength does he have?

Even a hundred-year-old Mandala snake could make Yu Xiaogang beyond redemption; what strength does he have?

Appearance?

Even less likely.

In terms of appearance, Qian Xunji's looks are much better than Yu Xiaogang's!

That's right, Qian Xunji was really handsome!

It can be said that the Qian family, with their six-winged angel spirit, must be full of handsome men and beautiful women!

With such a handsome teacher, how could she possibly fancy an ordinary person?

Could it be that because she was surrounded by "high talents," she fancied a useless person?

Bibi Dong's eyebrows furrowed, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.

What exactly is the reason?

Why?

Behind Bibi Dong, where she couldn't see, strands of black air intertwined...

The scene shifts to the outskirts of Heaven Dou City.

Inside the tent of Focalors and Neuvillette.

The two "people" looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

"Dear, is there something wrong with Tang San?"

Focalors blinked, speaking somewhat speechlessly.

Hearing this, Neuvillette seriously nodded.

It seemed that Tang San had a "malfunction."

Given his character, always ready to kill, would he actively give away the Tang Sect's secret techniques?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

He must have some unspeakable secret!

Tang San valued the Tang Sect's secret techniques more than his life; how could he possibly give them away willingly?

Even for a life-saving grace, Tang San only took Ji Xiang as a disciple and passed on a little bit to Ji Xiang.

As for his good brothers, he would rather give them immortal herbs than share his own secret techniques!

"It's very likely Tang San's conspiracy, but such sugar-coated bullets are useless against us."

After all, the Tang Sect's secret techniques, he really doesn't take them seriously.

The time spent learning these things is better spent hunting a Dark Gold Fear Claw Bear; with good luck, you might even get an external soul bone.

Tang San: Is there a possibility that this is not a conspiracy, but a stratagem?

Using the Tang Sect's secret techniques to attract the interest of Neuvillette and Focalors, because according to Tang San who wouldn't want to improve their strength a bit more?

With their interest piqued, it would be a great help for him to recruit the two "people" later on.

"Dear, let's not talk about unhappy things."

"Let's talk about something else!"

Focalors smiled mysteriously, winking at Neuvillette.

Neuvillette swallowed, feeling a tingling on his scalp.

At first, he was quite active in things like eating cake.

But now...

"Miss Focalors, I think the moonlight is nice tonight, how about we enjoy the moon?"

Neuvillette tentatively asked, sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Strange, is the weather hot?"

"Dear, you're sweating!"

"As for the moonlight, it doesn't affect anything..."

Neuvillette: "..."

Neuvillette looked up at the sky, speechless. Initially, he said he would settle accounts with Focalors, the five hundred years of deception, at least ten or eight children to make up for it.

He never expected that what goes around comes around, who can escape the will of heaven...

Is he really getting revenge on Focalors, or what...

Being deceived once, you can be deceived a second time!

For someone like Neuvillette, Focalors could confidently say that she could deceive him seven times in one night!