4 Chapter 4 The Invisible Ye Feng!_1

He had taken Tang San as his disciple because the latter was the third person with Twin Martial Souls on the Continent, whereas Ye Feng was nothing but a two-level Soul Scholar with a Sickle.

Such a person with poor talent was someone he wouldn't normally give a second glance, let alone accept as a disciple.

Though Yu Xiaogang had fallen on hard times, he at least once was a man who led the trends on the Continent.

"Teacher, I will definitely work twice as hard when the time comes!"

As a reincarnated individual, Ye Feng could clearly detect that his master looked down on him and even mocked him.

But he didn't have a System!

Without a System, without talent, if he didn't play the fool or endure hardship, how could he rise?

So he was unwilling to give up!

"Your talent is too poor; you're not qualified to be defeated under my name. Don't call me 'teacher' lest people hear it and laugh."

Standing with his hands behind his back, the master brushed off his sleeve as he spoke.

"This..."

Ye Feng was flustered.

You, Yu Xiaogang, are only a level 29, for goodness' sake. Too poor in talent to be accepted under your wing? Aren't you overacting a bit?!

However, now Ye Feng was indeed an orphan with no one to rely on, no connections or background, and such words had to be suppressed in his heart.

He had thought becoming the master's disciple would be a sure thing, but, unexpectedly, he had miscalculated.

"If the teacher is unwilling, then don't force it."

Tang San cast a casual glance at Ye Feng, intending to dissuade him from the idea.

It wasn't that he lacked compassion or wanted to keep the master to himself.

Rather, it was that Ye Feng truly did not have the ability to take the master as his teacher.

However, the kid was quite clever to even know how to seek the protection of others.

Such were Tang San's thoughts inwardly.

"Xiaofeng, we may have destiny without fate. Head over to the administration office to report," the master said at this moment.

"Oh."

Ye Feng nodded, a touch of bitterness in his heart.

If even the master wouldn't accept him, and Tang San looked down on him, how would he ever rise in the future?

He needed a plan.

Notting True Academy wasn't very big, and they arrived at the administration office quickly!

"Director Su, hello! These two students are work-study students brought over from Holy Spirit Village. Please help them to register," said the master upon entering the administration office, still with a cold demeanor.

"Yo, what wind has blown you here, Master? Such a rare guest. Won't you sit down?"

Director Su was clearly surprised.

"No, I have other matters to attend to."

He left Tang San and Ye Feng behind after giving instructions and promptly departed.

"Goodbye, teacher."

Tang San waved his hand towards him.

All that remained was the departing figure of the master.

"Pfft! You call him 'teacher'?"

Suddenly, two staff members in the administration office burst into laughter.

"What's the matter? Is that not okay?"

Tang San asked, puzzled.

"It's okay, but kid, you should know that in this world a Soul Master can only pledge to one teacher. You're sure you want to take the master as your teacher? Think it over carefully!"

One of them said, not hiding the disdain in his eyes.

Taking someone who's good at nothing but spouting nonsense as a teacher, that's odd indeed.

If he weren't a friend of the principal, he'd probably have been kicked out long ago.

Just a fifty-year-old Twenty-ninth Level Great Soul Master trash.

"Alright, enough. Get back to work, and don't say things you shouldn't!"

At that moment, Director Su spoke up.

The information was filled out quickly.

Ye Feng, of no significance, followed Tang San to their dormitory.

And then came the familiar fighting sequence.

As always, Ye Feng continued to be inconspicuous.

Just like a born side character.

After all, who would pay attention to trash with just a Sickle and a two-level Soul Power?

Soon, Tang San won.

He became the boss of Dorm Seven.

"Who is Tang San?"

Just at that moment, a voice rang out from outside.

"That's me."

Tang San raised his hand.

"This is the bedding the Master sent over for you guys."

An instructor brought over the bedding.

It was a large quilt with two pillows.

"Is this Dorm Seven?"

Just as that instructor left, a somewhat mischievous voice came from outside.

It was a little girl dressed in pink, about five or six years old.

"Mm-hm."

Wang Sheng, who had just been defeated, nodded his head, his eyes showing a bit of curiosity about who this little girl could be.

"Hello, I'm Xiaowu, your new roommate. Please take good care of me."

Xiaowu, with her little backpack, walked into Dorm Seven with a cheerful demeanor.

On the other side, Ye Feng energetically combined two small beds together and then started to spread out the bedding over them.

Although the Master didn't take him as his disciple, the significant gesture of sending over a large quilt was quite clear—it was meant for the two of them to sleep together, wasn't it?

Otherwise, why would he send two pillows?

Familiarity breeds fondness, eh? Sleeping together with Tang San for a long time might just stir up some feelings, who knows?

So as the man with no presence, he decided to put his energy into making the bed!

"Xiaowu? Why has a girl come to Dorm Seven?!"

Upon hearing Xiaowu's introduction, Wang Sheng and the others were immediately puzzled.

"What, are girls not allowed?"

Xiaowu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and then her whole body fiercely lashed out!

"Bang!"

A loud thud was heard.

"That'll teach you to look down on girls."

Xiaowu held her little head high.

After giving Wang Sheng a disdainful glance, she walked off insouciantly towards the inside.

"Ow, hey!"

Wang Sheng fell flat on the floor.

He was in pain, crying out miserably.

"You! How could you hit someone?"

Seeing Wang Sheng on the ground, Tang San, who had just become the boss of Dorm Seven, naturally had to step in.

"And you are?"

Xiaowu looked at Tang San, her beautiful eyes blinking slightly.

"He's our boss in Dorm Seven!"

Wang Sheng and the other roommates said.

"The boss of Dorm Seven? What, you want to stand up for him?"

Xiaowu placed her tender little hand on her chin, looking at Tang San with a slightly different expression.

"Mm-hm, you hit one of our roommates. Although I've only been in charge for less than three minutes, I still need to ask why! Nobody's allowed to hit others without reason!"

Tang San spoke up.

"In charge for three minutes?"

Xiaowu's beautiful eyes grew more puzzled.

"In our dormitory, whoever defeats the current dormitory boss becomes the new boss."

Wang Sheng, though just thrown onto the floor, still explained.

"Oh, I see, so if I defeat you, then I can become the new dorm boss?"

Xiaowu was intrigued!

And so, the two of them began to fight.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng, who was as inconspicuous as the air itself, continued to finally get the blanket set up properly.

And he even put out the pillows for the two of them.

And truth be told, for a six-year-old child, moving two beds together and making them into one was almost dead exhausting.

Fortunately, he completed the task.

You could say he was full of a sense of accomplishment.

Next would probably be sharing the bed with the chosen one, right?

Thinking about it, Ye Feng rubbed his hands together in anticipation.

Full of excitement!!

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