A person who was at least a Soul Master apologized to himself, and Old Jack's vanity was greatly satisfied. He hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No need to apologize, no need to apologize. We're not good either. Master, then trouble you with this child. Little Three, follow the master in, but be sure to listen."

  Tang San nodded slightly, but didn't say a word.

  Just before the master in front of him stopped the doorman from rushing towards him, his left hand had already risen, and the safety on his sleeve arrow was open. If the master's words were a second later, it's possible that the doorman would have an extra short arrow at his throat.

  The third article of the Tangmen Xuantian Treasure Record states that once an enemy is identified, if they have a path to kill you, do not show mercy, otherwise it will only bring trouble to yourself.

  In Tang San's view, the doorman had already signed his own death warrant by laying hands on Old Jack and being so vicious. At the same time, he was also absolutely sure that no one, including Old Jack, would discover that the sleeve arrow was fired by him. Without evidence, who could say it was him who killed? The Tang Sect's silent sleeve arrow flew extremely fast, leaving only a shadow, which was not something that someone like the doorman could dodge.

  Jack reminded Tang San a few more times before leaving.

  The master glanced at the doorkeeper with a faint gaze, "This is the first time, and also the last time. If you do it again, you won't need to stay here." His hoarse voice was calm, but had an irrefutable feeling.

  The gatekeeper's back was sweating profusely, and he hastily echoed in agreement, dodging to one side.

  The master lowered his head and looked at Tang San, squeezing out a faint smile on his face. The muscles on his face seemed somewhat stiff, and the way he smiled made one feel a bit uneasy. He pulled up Tang San's hand and said, "Let's go in."

  The master's hand was soft and dry, and it felt very comfortable to hold. It subtly brought Tang San a few points of trust. Under his leadership, Tang San finally entered the academy.

  "Thank you, Master." Tang San said to his master.

  "Teacher? I am not a teacher of the academy." The master lowered his head and glanced at Tang San, saying indifferently.

  "Aren't you a teacher? Didn't you just say you were representing the college?"

  The master shook his head, and he who was usually impatient today was exceptionally tolerant, squeezing out that awkward smile again. "Who says it has to be a teacher from the academy to represent the academy?"

  Tang San suddenly said: "I understand, then you must be the principal of the academy or a leader."

  The master smiled and said: "You are a six-year-old child, you are very clever. However, you still guessed wrong."

  "Tang San asked doubtfully: 'Then who are you?'"

  Master said: "I'm just a freeloader here. You can call me Master like everyone else does. I've even forgotten my own name. The Soul Temple's certificate says your name is Tang San, right? Tang San, you should understand that 'Master' and 'Teacher' have vastly different meanings. Don't get it wrong again unless..."

  He said this, his words trailed off, but his eyes gleamed with a fierce light, "Unless you really want me to be your teacher."

  "Are you going to teach me how to cultivate my martial soul?" Tang San asked.

  The master stopped in his tracks, facing Tang San and standing still, "So are you willing or not?"

  Tang San also naturally stopped, looking up at the master in front of him. At this close distance, he observed from below and found that the master's mouth was a bit big and his lips were very thick. He didn't open his mouth, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

  The master looked at Tang San's dazed eyes staring back at him, that stiff smile reappeared, "Alright, you're indeed a clever kid."

  Not opening one's mouth has two layers of meaning. One is to avoid hastily declining, so as not to offend the master. Two is to use actions to ask the master, why should I take you as my teacher?

  Master lifted his hand and rubbed Tang San's head, "Talent is extraordinary, and yet so clever. It seems that I will also be persistent this time. How to say it, you are also the third person with a twin martial soul in a hundred years."

  After hearing the master's words, Tang San was greatly shocked. He looked at the master with a changed gaze, his left wrist had already quietly risen, and his eyes revealed a surprised and uncertain expression.

  The old master looked at him with a smile and said, "Are you wondering why I knew you were a dual martial soul?" As he spoke, he shook the proof that Old Jack had given him. "It's because of this proof. Maybe others can't see the flaws in it, but if I couldn't either, then I wouldn't be worthy of being called a master."

  "I once surveyed 647 people with Blue Silver Grass as their martial soul, among them, 16 had soul power, a ratio of less than 3%. And even among these 16 people with soul power, not one of them had soul power exceeding level one. But you are an innate full-soul master at level ten. According to my research on the top ten core competitiveness of martial souls, the size of innate soul power is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul. Blue Silver Grass obviously cannot meet this requirement, so I can be certain that you must have another martial soul, and it's an extremely powerful one."

  Tang San's eyes gradually calmed down, and he argued: "Everything has exceptions, why can't I be an exception?"

  The master nodded seriously and said, "That's right, there are exceptions to everything, but your martial soul is Blue Silver Grass, so you're clearly not that exception. In the past hundred years, the Tian Dou Empire and the Xing Luo Empire have each had two cases of twin martial souls, but nineteen people with innate full soul power. I've carefully studied the martial souls of each of them, and every single one is a powerful existence. The youngest one has already reached the level of a Great Soul Master at this age. Apart from fourteen people who inherited strong martial souls through family bloodlines, there are five exceptions."