Chapter 115: Chapter 113 Brother, what will you do when the master leaves? [2nd Update]_1
Translator: 549690339
The private box at the upper floor of Shrek.
"It… it actually restored stamina??"
Aside from Oscar and Ning Rongrong, the two Soul Masters who hadn't taken the field, everyone else had taken a black Elixir.
The group, originally exhausted, found themselves revitalized after consuming this single Elixir!
Zhao Wuji was so amazed he couldn't find the words to speak.
In all his life, he had never seen such a miraculous medicine.
"Brock! What kind of medicine is this? How does it have such magical effects!"
Dean Flender approached.
This medicine had truly astonished him.
"Stamina Pill."
The Grandmaster simply replied with three words.
"Old pal, did you, did you concoct this medicine?"
Flender continued to inquire.
"What does it matter if I concocted it or not? What's important is that their stamina has been restored and they can face the upcoming battles. I've said before, I never do anything without certainty! Moreover, I am not your old pal. After the fight finishes at twelve today, we shall go our separate ways!"
The Grandmaster spoke without giving Flender an ounce of face!.
"Old pal, I apologize. On Tuesday, because I myself had bet Five Thousand Gold Coins, I got a little agitated and even cussed at you a couple of times. Let's just put it behind us."
At this moment, Flender said to the Grandmaster with a truly sincere attitude.
His tone was so apologetic it was almost obsequious!!
Mainly because he couldn't bear to part with the children.
If Tang San left, Xiaowu was likely to leave as well.
Shrek's group of seven would be reduced to five in an instant.
Such a prospect would inevitably cast a gloom over spirits.
Of course, the key point was that Shrek had now become a whole.
He couldn't bear to see this unity destroyed.
"Five Thousand Gold Coins??"
Hearing this, everyone was immediately shocked!!
On the evening of Black Tuesday, they had all lost a considerable amount of money.
Tang San lost ten thousand, and Dai Mubai suffered even worse, losing one hundred thousand.
Money didn't just blow in on the wind.
They had all bet based on the Grandmaster's guarantee.
Probably the Five Thousand Gold Coins were all of Dean Flender's possessions.
It was only natural for him to be a bit emotional.
Yet, for the Grandmaster to hold onto this grievance seemed somewhat petty.
"Teacher, why don't we stay at Shrek Academy? Maybe the dean didn't mean it that day."
At that moment, Tang San looked at the Grandmaster.
He actually thought Dean Flender wasn't so bad.
And he valued the bonds among brothers.
For instance, when he heard that Tang San was the Grandmaster's disciple, he immediately wanted to give him the crystal, and since Wednesday, he seemed to have realized his mistake and had been apologizing ever since.
"Xiaosan, you're really too naive. He's playing the sentiment card! You know that I, Yu Xiaogang, hate nothing more than people playing the sentiment card!! Besides, do you know how awful the things he called me that day were? He said I was level 29, good for nothing but studying, not teaching, and even arrogant! Listen to that, are those words that good brothers say? Since that day, I've decided to cut ties with him!!"
The Grandmaster exclaimed, throwing up his sleeves, his anger reaching its peak.
"???"
Shrek's Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and the others had question marks all over their heads.
They thought the dean must have said something terribly vicious.
But, that was it???
Wasn't he just stating the facts??
If you can't speak the truth, you can't be brothers?
Oh my God!!
Everyone was in a mess right where they were.
The Soul Master was indeed level 29.
He could only read books, that's for sure.
When teaching, he just had them carry stones and run every day, and then they would go back to soak in medicinal baths. To tell the truth, they only grew physically stronger during this time.
What they really wanted was to not lose Shrek Academy.
There was a fundamental change in their attitude.
That's why they kept winning!
Honestly, the Soul Master really didn't know how to teach anything.
Someone with rich combat experience like Teacher Zhao Wuji would be teaching them how to find their opponents' weaknesses, how to quickly kill, and even how to preserve their lives when in dire straits.
The Soul Master, haha~
As for pride, there's even less need to mention that.
Black Tuesday is the best example.
He, Dai Mubai, lost a hundred thousand gold coins!
Originally poor, he had only considered getting involved due to the Soul Master's heartfelt promises in the hope of picking up some money.
As a result, his already tight finances were dealt another blow.
As for Oscar, he lost all the money he made from selling sausages for three years.
The chubby guy had barely managed to save up two hundred gold coins, and now it's all gone!!
In the end, it was just the Soul Master being too confident in himself.
Dean Flender was already stingy normally, and now he's directly lost five thousand big ones, so of course he was distressed.
That's just human nature!
"Bro, what would you do if the Soul Master left?"
Just at that moment, Xiaowu asked.
She had just heard something crucial.
It was that the Soul Master had asked Tang San to pack his things and prepare to leave.
"If teacher were to leave, then I would follow him."
Tang San nodded firmly.
Once a teacher, forever a father. The teacher was so kind to him; if the other party asked him to leave, how could he possibly continue to stay?
"Ah, Brock, why did it have to become so tense? Think about how good of brothers and partners we were back then."
Dean Flender looked utterly worn out.
He never expected that because of his own impulse, things between brothers could turn out like this, with no space left to continue even after such a sincere apology.
"Still playing the emotional card? Do you perhaps want to recall the good old days? Dean Flender, you're getting more and more disgusting! Do you remember the military decree we signed in my office on Tuesday night? If I, Yu Xiaogang, lose the bet, I shall die! Since I have the resolve to die, there's no turning back from this matter!"
"Slap!"
All they saw was the Soul Master taking out a piece of paper from his pocket and smashing it onto the table!
It was a military decree.
It stated that if the Soul Master failed to win the bet, he would kill himself by smashing his head, and at the same time, he hoped that Dean Flender would sell the antique shop to support him with all his might.
The date of the decree was Tuesday.
Upon seeing it, everyone let out sighs of pity.
No one expected the Soul Master to have written a military decree on Tuesday night!!
"Sigh, Brock, I really just blurted out a couple of things to you in the heat of the moment, and besides, I didn't sign that military decree."
Dean Flender seemed even more bitter.
After going back that day, the Soul Master had taken the initiative to rush to his office.
To show his resolve, he had written such a military decree, hoping Flender would sell the antique shop.
Dean Flender hadn't signed it at the time, believing that as brothers there was no need to make things so stiff and serious, and if he was confident he could win, he would just support him unconditionally.
"Huh! Not signed? Not signed means you muddy the waters and it doesn't count? Dean Flender, I knew you would be this spineless and shameless. I'm telling you, since I dared to write this military decree and dare to put it out here now, then I dare to honor it! Whether you signed it or not, it's valid, always valid!"
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