San's Former Despair. Dao Ge sneered and pulled out the indenture contract Ning Chuan had signed. "You must be that so-and-so Master, right? Your good disciple, in order to give you a gift and get you to accept him as his disciple, borrowed a hundred thousand gold soul coins from me at high interest."
The entire audience erupted in laughter. No one could have imagined that this deceitful master had not only tricked Tang San into becoming his disciple, but also tricked him into borrowing high-interest loans to satisfy his own selfish desires. He was simply misleading his students.
"There must be some misunderstanding!" Yu Xiaogang glanced at the contract and nearly fainted. It bore Tang San's signature and handprint. If Xiaogang had truly borrowed such a large sum, even selling him wouldn't be enough to pay it back, let alone at such high interest rates. Unless he returned to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan to collect the money, but that would be even more satisfying than killing him.
Under the influence of the god-level side effect system, Dao Ge and his cronies were convinced that the debt was being collected from Tang San. Even the signed contract was considered Tang San's, and he didn't care what Yu Xiaogang said. He turned to the Dean of Notting Academy. "Haha, Dean Jeno, you know my habits. If no one pays him back, I'll sell him off to pay off the debt."
"Master, did your disciple actually lend him the money?"
Dean Jeno looked at Yu Xiaogang with a helpless expression. The other party had the contract in hand, and his underground casino had intricate ties with the nobility of the Heaven Dou Empire. Even he couldn't do anything about it.
"No, absolutely not. Given Xiaosan's character, if he had lent him money, he would have told me. Besides, Xiaosan has been with me most of the time since he enrolled, and I took him soul hunting a few days ago. How could he have borrowed money? It's useless for him to ask for so much money."
Yu Xiaogang quickly denied.
Dean Jeno took a deep breath. "Okay, I believe you, Director Su. Go and summon Tang San yourself and compare the notes and handprints. If this money was truly borrowed by Tang San, Notting Academy will not interfere in this matter." The latter part was addressed to Brother Dao.
"Okay, I'm not afraid of you refusing to pay," Brother Dao said.
A moment later, Tang San was summoned by Director Su. "Teacher! Dean!"
"Xiao San, are you sure?" Yu Xiaogang looked at Tang San worriedly.
"Teacher, don't worry. God is watching." In Tang San's mind, Dao Ge and the others were already destined for death. Not only did they not ask why, but they sent people to block him and even came to the academy to cause trouble. They were already doomed.
"Stop talking nonsense, kid. Sign this paper and put your fingerprints on it. I tell you, even if you can forge a signature, you can't forge a fingerprint
. Unless you're willing to chop off both hands." Dao Ge sneered and ordered white paper and red clay to be brought. They were experienced in the art of business, and to prevent denial, they required debtors to stamp both hands.
Quickly, Tang San wrote his name on the paper and stamped his fingerprints, without any manipulation, because he knew he had never borrowed money from them.
Dao Ge took the paper, glanced at it briefly, and then compared the contract Ning Chuan had signed that day with the one Tang San had just signed. Undoubtedly, the signature and handprint were identical.
It was real! Tang San had actually borrowed money at high interest rates!
Not only the others, but even Tang San himself was stunned.
He was immediately enraged. His eyes were red, and he gasped, "This is fake! This is all fake! You've framed me. I want you dead."
With that, he raised his hand and unleashed a silent arrow from his sleeve at Dao Ge.
Dao Ge was caught off guard and nearly struck in the throat. However, being a Soul Sect member, he managed to turn his head and narrowly avoid the arrow. However, his younger brother behind him wasn't so lucky; he was shot through the head.
"Good boy, if I catch you today, I will definitely skin you alive."
Dao Ge, who reacted suddenly, was shocked and angry. He swung his hand and chopped at Tang San with his knife, but missed. Tang San knew that he was no match for Dao Ge and wanted to use Ghost Shadow to escape from here. However, at this moment, he was surrounded by Dao Ge, a Soul Sect leader, and hundreds of underground casino minions, including several Soul Masters. Even if he had wings, it would be difficult for him to escape.
He narrowly dodged the first two strikes, but the third was impossible to avoid no matter what. He was pinned down by the two Great Spirit Masters beside Brother Dao.
At that moment, Tang San felt as if he were back in the Ghost-Seeing Sorrow. The scene was uncanny, reminiscent of the time in his previous life when he was forced to jump off the Ghost-Seeing Sorrow.
Just as the blade was about to fall on Tang San, at this moment of extreme danger, Yu Xiaogang's voice echoed in everyone's minds, "Enough!"
"What, old man, are you going to stand up for your disciple?" Brother Dao stopped chopping and placed the gleaming blade against Tang San's neck.
Yu Xiaogang said, "Yes, I'll pay him back."
He had made up his mind. He certainly couldn't go home, but he could go to Spirit City to find Bibi Dong. Although he had vowed never to see that woman again, for the sake of his disciple, Tang San, he had to endure the pain of going to see her.
He could also ask her how to overcome the challenge of having twin spirits.
"What gives you the right?" Brother Dao demanded.
"Just this." Yu Xiaogang hesitated, then pulled out a long-forgotten blue token from his storage soul guide. Engraved with a blue thunder dragon, it was the identity token of a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan. Although he had been expelled from the clan, the token had not been taken back.
Dao Ge's eyes narrowed slightly, a look of fear on his face. "So you're from that clan? Fine. I'll give you this favor. Let's go."
With that, Dao Ge, amidst the surprised gazes of the crowd, set Tang San aside and led his men away in a mighty procession.
"Teacher!" Tang San's eyes were reddened, not only with emotion but also with the injustice he felt.
Tang San was inherently fragile, a traditionally fragile person.
Having suffered such a great injustice, he was lucky he didn't burst into tears.
"Don't say anything, Xiao San. Teacher believes in you."
Yu Xiaogang patted Tang San's head.
"What a picture of a loving father and a filial son. No, it should be a loving master and a filial apprentice."
Ning Chuan sighed inwardly. However, this was also a good deed. He not only tricked Tang San, but also eliminated a great threat to the people.
Dao Ge and his gang had been lingering in the underground world of Notting City for years.
Who knows how many people they have harmed. Now that they have "wronged" Tang San, Tang Ritian, the man behind them, will definitely not let them go.