Although Du Mubai presented himself as a refined gentleman, his character was truly lacking.
From the moment he arrived, his eyes were fixed on Song Weixi. Once she averted her gaze and looked elsewhere, his eyes immediately shifted to her chest.
It was all too real.
He was a veritable pervert.
Ji Mo couldn't help but admire the man's skill, but questioned his lack of integrity. If he wanted to look, he should have done so openly. Resorting to such tricks was truly despicable.
No, he was a role model, a renowned master throughout the Southern Domain. How could he do such a thing?
Du Mubai's gaze swept back and forth across Song Weixi's body. His throat moved as he visibly swallowed, yet he maintained a facade of seriousness on his face.
"Weixi, I'm delighted to exchange with your Langya Academy. Rest assured, I've specifically instructed my students to hold back during the competition. They won't harm your Langya students."
Du Mubai's face was wreathed in a gentle smile as he deliberately uttered these words to flatter Song Weixi.
However, his tone carried an air of arrogance, as if the Weiyang Academy was already guaranteed victory.
He showed no respect for Langya, clearly not taking the competition seriously.
Song Weixi frowned and snorted, "What are you saying? It's as if you've already won?"
While she had to admit that Weiyang Academy was indeed very strong, Song Weixi felt Langya still had a chance.
Moreover, she found his condescending tone particularly irritating.
"Your three students from Langya do possess considerable talent, but there's still a significant gap compared to the disciples I've trained. For instance..."
Du Mubai spoke eloquently, attempting to showcase his exceptional abilities.
He was exceedingly self-assured, pontificating as if dictating the course of events, completely disregarding Langya.
It was understandable, given his impressive track record of leading students to four consecutive championships. He had the right to boast.
Du Mubai grew more animated as he spoke, even becoming somewhat unrestrained, directly stating that the teachers of Lin Mengmeng and the other two were incompetent, failing to properly guide their students and misleading them.
Lin Mengmeng immediately couldn't stand it and exclaimed, "Stop talking! You have no right to criticize and judge my teacher."
"Oh, little girl, you're quite feisty. I understand your respect for your teacher, but I believe you've been misguided by an incompetent one who will only hold you back. If I were to teach you, your strength would be several times greater than it is now."
Du Mubai said sarcastically, "Throughout the entire Southern Domain, the most outstanding students are those I've taught. Little girl, if you apologize to me, perhaps I can offer you some guidance, and I guarantee you'll benefit immensely."
Almost all young cultivators in the Southern Domain yearned for his tutelage. Therefore, Du Mubai firmly believed that the next moment, this young girl would obediently apologize, offer amends, and beg for his guidance.
He looked at Lin Mengmeng, his heart stirred. He had never encountered such a naturally innocent-looking girl before.
Furthermore, she was so cute and charming. He might have to find an opportunity to get to know her better later.
"You're sick."
Lin Mengmeng looked at Du Mubai's self-important expression and didn't want to talk to him.
Xuan Yang sidled over, forcing a smile, and humbly asked, "Teacher Du, is it? I've long admired your reputation. I have a question I'd like to ask. Could you perhaps enlighten me?"
Du Mubai was instantly captivated. He hadn't expected someone so beautiful. His attention immediately shifted from Lin Mengmeng to Xuan Yang.
Then, he realized Xuan Yang was a boy and was momentarily stunned.
Subsequently, an extremely excited expression appeared on his face.
Oh my, I've never encountered such a cute boy before. This is wonderful.
"My dear student, please don't be polite. Whatever you wish to ask, I'm willing to answer. I guarantee I'll tell you everything I know, without holding back."
Du Mubai's gaze was fixed on Xuan Yang's almost perfect face, unwilling to look away.
Xuan Yang gave a devilish smile, almost making Du Mubai lose his soul.
He feigned seriousness and asked, "Then, please tell me, how can one become as shamelessly thick-skinned as you?"
"This question, based on my many years of experience, requires..."
Du Mubai was distracted and didn't quite hear Xuan Yang's words. He opened his mouth to speak at length.
But a roar of laughter erupted from the surroundings. He pondered for a moment and then realized what Xuan Yang had asked.
How can one become as shamelessly thick-skinned as you?
This question struck Du Mubai's heart like a sharp knife.
The uproarious laughter from those around him made him incredibly embarrassed.
Du Mubai had intended to maintain his image in front of everyone, but it had backfired spectacularly.
Ji Mo felt a sense of comfort. Xuan Yang's sharp wit was truly commendable. He was a student worth nurturing.
In terms of verbal sparring, he believed Xuan Yang had reached the pinnacle.
"Teacher Du, don't keep us in suspense. Hurry up and tell me, how can one become so shamelessly thick-skinned like you?"
Xuan Yang pressed on.
Du Mubai's old face turned crimson with extreme shame and anger.
All along, he had been held in high regard, adored by countless people, hailed as the foremost master in the Southern Domain.
Yet now, he was being questioned by a student in front of so many cultivators: why was he so shamelessly thick-skinned?
This was an embarrassment of epic proportions.
Song Weixi crossed her arms and burst into laughter.
Even Lin Mengmeng, who usually had a low threshold for laughter, cracked a smile.
Du Mubai couldn't bear it.
It wasn't just the people laughing; even the cat in Ji Mo's arms seemed to be opening and closing its mouth, mocking him mercilessly.
This made him feel even more humiliated.
"You dare to insult me?"
Du Mubai could no longer maintain his composure, his face beginning to contort.
Wang Wenjian spoke up, "Who insulted you? Who do you think you are? How dare you speak ill of our teacher."
Ji Mo couldn't help but curl his lips. This was the benefit of having students, he thought. He hadn't doted on the three of them in vain.
Du Mubai's expression turned sinister, and he coldly snorted, "Originally, I could have shown you some leniency and gone easy on you in the competition, so you wouldn't lose too badly. I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful. Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say. On the battle stage, fists and feet have no eyes. If you lose an arm or a leg, don't blame us."
These words carried a strong threat, clearly indicating that Du Mubai's outward gentleness and approachability were merely a facade. If provoked, he would undoubtedly seek malicious revenge.
"Dare to harm my students, and see what happens?"
Ji Mo raised his eyelids and glared at Du Mubai.
This scoundrel was truly hypocritical.
"Your students?"
Du Mubai sneered, "Originally, these three scrawny individuals were quite decent. It's just that they fell into the hands of a trash teacher like you, and now they've turned into good-for-nothings. Birds of a feather flock together; trash can only associate with trash. Don't think you can be complacent just because you've luckily made it into the top ten. Soon, we'll bring you crashing down to earth and show you the vast difference between last place and first place."
"Don't think your three students are so great. In my eyes, they're all just trash. Defeating them is as easy as pie."
Du Mubai uttered his harsh words and left with arrogance.
Ji Mo watched his retreating back and said earnestly, "I might not be a good teacher, but my students are definitely the most outstanding in the world. They are indeed remarkable. They will soon prove to everyone that you, you son of a bitch, are truly shamelessly thick-skinned."