Chapter 39

Xu Qing didn't know whether he had just gotten lucky or what. After getting the news that Shen Lang was at the Tianfeng Wine Tower, he brought a group of experts from the Xu family and stormed over with a fierce demeanor.

This time, he had Shen Lang cornered at the Tianfeng Wine Tower, and he was a bit overconfident. Finally, he could take his revenge and make this person, who had made him infamous throughout the academy, suffer. He would throw this waste of space into a cesspool and then call a large crowd to watch!

Now, whenever people at the Tayan Academy saw him, they would cover their noses, as if he hadn't washed himself after falling into a toilet. His entire life had changed because of this...

First, it turned from a comedy to a tragedy, and then from a tragedy to a joke. All of this was due to Shen Lang. Whenever Xu Qing thought of Shen Lang, he would get so angry that he went mad.

"You didn't expect me to come and corner you so quickly, did you? I heard you were quite impressive earlier, causing a lot of trouble? Hehe, let's see if you have the ability to face off against a Fifth Stage Qi Warrior from the Xu family!" Xu Qing felt very pleased with himself.

He glanced to the side and saw two old men, which made him pause. These two old men looked familiar, but he didn't give them a second look, immediately focusing all his attention back on Shen Lang. How capable could an old man who knew a waste of space like Shen Lang be?

Meanwhile, Sima Yan, who had been ignored, was completely stunned. What was going on here...

The Tayan Academy held a supreme position in Tianfeng City. Sima Yan himself was a Fourth Rank Spirit Alchemist and the Dean of the Alchemy Department. To put it bluntly, he was a person whose footsteps could make the entire Tianfeng City tremble. Even the City Lord of Tianfeng City, Ye Xiao, would knock politely before entering.

In the past few decades, no one had ever kicked the door open like Xu Qing did! Not only did he kick the door, but he also acted arrogantly and ignored Sima Yan.

"Are young people these days all so reckless and arrogant?" Sima Yan stared with his mouth open for a long time before finally confirming that the door of the private room had indeed been kicked open by this young man.

He glanced at Mo Liusheng, who was also stunned. Mo Liusheng's face had turned a deep red, and he no longer looked like the dignified Dean of the Artificer Department. He looked more like an old man who had just been robbed, filled with shame and anger, almost going mad...

"Tell me, Shen Lang, how many days do you want to soak in the cesspool? We can negotiate the number of days, depending on your performance. If you kowtow to me three times, I can let you off with two fewer days," Xu Qing thought Shen Lang was scared speechless.

"Three days," Shen Lang smiled.

Xu Qing was taken aback, not understanding why this guy answered so quickly. And if he was going to soak for three days, why was he so happy?

"I can let you soak for three more days, rest assured," Shen Lang explained, seeing Xu Qing's confusion.

"Damn, you're still so arrogant?" Xu Qing waved his hand, and the experts from his family immediately rushed in, drawing their weapons and pointing them at Shen Lang.

But before Xu Qing could start his prepared speech, the seven or eight experts suddenly dropped their weapons, ran to the front, and bowed to Mo Liusheng and Sima Yan, saying in unison, "Students greet our teachers, please punish us!"

These people turned out to be former students of the two old men! It was no wonder, as the elite children of various forces in Tianfeng City had mostly studied under these two old men at some point.

The professions of Artificer and Alchemist were highly respected, and every force wanted to have a few of them in their family. Even disciples without such talent would try their best to send a few to study, hoping that a few years under these two would polish them and turn them into something extraordinary.

"Bang!" Mo Liusheng slapped the table hard, splashing the wine onto the stunned Sima Yan. Fortunately, although Sima Yan was an alchemist, his martial cultivation was also very strong, and he was one of the few Late Stage Spirit Warriors in Tianfeng City.

With a thought, his spiritual armor appeared, blocking the wine. Otherwise, it would have been a major embarrassment.

"Do you still recognize me as your teacher? You've only graduated for a few years, and now you think you're so great? You dare to draw weapons in front of me?" Mo Liusheng almost jumped up like a monkey, pointing at the few men and scolding them fiercely.

"Do you know what you're doing? You're courting death! You're seeking your own doom!" Mo Liusheng's beard quivered as he scolded and rolled up his sleeves.

Sima Yan was stunned. In his memory, the old man Mo was not so easily angered. In the past, if he encountered such a situation, he would just slap them all away and let the Tayan Academy's guards handle the aftermath.

He wouldn't get so red-faced and start cursing like a shrew.

Besides, it wasn't even to the point of "seeking your own doom" yet...

"Apologize! Apologize to him right now, or I'll cripple you!" Mo Liusheng said through gritted teeth.

His crazy appearance scared Sima Fenghen, who stood behind Sima Yan, stunned.

Sima Yan's eyes widened. Was this old man losing his mind?

You want them to apologize, shouldn't they apologize to me? Why are you pointing at Shen Lang? I'm still here!

"Master Shen, I'm sorry, we shouldn't have pointed our swords at you and disturbed your meal..."

"Sorry, Master Lang, we shouldn't have listened to Xu Qing and come to trouble you!"

"Sorry..."

The seven or eight warriors bowed three times to Shen Lang, apologizing and slapping themselves, then stood to the side, looking at Mo Liusheng, waiting for his punishment. However, their eyes were full of doubt, clearly not understanding what was happening.

They had definitely offended Mo Liusheng and Sima Yan, but what did this have to do with Shen Lang? Wasn't Shen Lang a waste of space? What did this waste of space have to do with these two teachers?

Xu Qing was also completely stunned, his mind in a daze.

After a while, he looked at Sima Yan, trying to read something from his face.

Sima Yan, however, was smiling like the Mona Lisa, as if everything was under control.

Ha, confused, right?

You should be confused.

Because I'm confused too...

But I can be confused, you can't. When Mo Liusheng gets angry, he can shake half of Tianfeng City. I haven't seen him this angry in years, as if his daughter had been kidnapped...

Shen Lang, looking at the chaotic scene, frowned and said, "I need to get home, so I won't disturb you. Mo Brother, you handle it."

His words stunned everyone except Mo Liusheng.

Isn't this Shen Lang, the waste of the Shen family? When did he become so arrogant?

Does he know that in front of him are two of the three major figures of the Tayan Academy, the Dean of the Alchemy Department, Sima Yan, and the Dean of the Artificer Department, Mo Liusheng?

Two of the three major figures are here, and he's not giving them any face, just walking away?

Wait, he called Mo Liusheng "Mo Brother"? That's too much...

Mo Liusheng, hearing that Shen Lang wanted to leave, was shocked and grabbed him, "Wait, Brother Lang, don't go. If anyone should go, it's these scoundrels!"

"Brother Lang?" Everyone was stunned again.

Mo Liusheng turned and almost roared, "Get out! All of you, get out! And Xu Qing, tell your father to come to the Tayan Academy tomorrow. If he doesn't explain this to me, no one from the Xu family will ever set foot in the Tayan Academy again!"

"Bang, bang!" Xu Qing collapsed on the ground, completely terrified. If the Xu family couldn't enter the Tayan Academy, even as the son of the clan leader, he would be killed.

The warriors who came with him kept apologizing and dragged Xu Qing out, finally making the private room quiet.

It was a very strange silence.

Sima Fenghen's ample chest rose and fell, her beautiful eyes looking at Mo Liusheng and then at Shen Lang, full of questions.

Her father, Sima Yan, was much better, being old and cunning. He still had a Mona Lisa-like smile, as if he understood everything, though he had even more questions than his daughter.

Shen Lang didn't speak, but he looked a bit awkward because Mo Liusheng was holding his arm, preventing him from leaving or sitting down.

The old man wouldn't let go of his arm and kept looking at him with a "loving" smile...

Only someone with a strong mind like Shen Lang could handle this. Anyone else would be driven mad.

"Alright, just a small incident. Let's sit down and talk. Mo Old Man, what's going on? You seem to know Shen Lang very well?" Sima Yan sipped his wine and said calmly.

"Ha ha ha ha, very well, of course very well. The person I rushed to catch up with is him... I thought he had returned to the Shen family, but I didn't expect him to be here. This is fate, ha ha!" Mo Liusheng pulled Shen Lang to sit down and laughed heartily.

Sima Yan was stunned and asked uncertainly, "You mean... the person you came to catch up with is Shen Lang, and the benefactor you mentioned... is also Shen Lang?"

This was a big joke. Sima Yan had always thought that a great figure had come to Tianfeng City and that Mo Liusheng had gotten lucky. But he never imagined it would be someone of this age, let alone the famous waste of the Tayan Academy, Shen Lang!

Mo Liusheng's old eyes sparkled as he nodded, "Yes, it's him. Who else could it be?"

"Shen Lang, can you craft artifacts?" Sima Yan asked, still half-doubting.

Shen Lang smiled modestly, "A little, a little."

"..." Sima Yan was even more confused. This guy had been very arrogant before, so if he said he knew a little, he probably really did. But if he only knew a little, he couldn't possibly be the "benefactor" Mo Liusheng mentioned, nor would he have the qualifications to sit with them.

"Oh, oh, young man, not bad, not bad," Sima Yan said with a smile, giving Mo Liusheng a fierce glare.

He was extremely angry at the old man for being so mysterious and not explaining clearly.

Who do you think I am? Playing word games with me?

"Ha!" Standing behind, Sima Fenghen laughed and said, "In front of Uncle Mo, you dare to say you can craft artifacts? And you only know a little? Who do you think you are?"