Chapter 167 It's Still Eight!

The hall was vast, and yet it only had one throne that had a long bronze carpet that extended from the door all the way to the throne.

There was nothing else there, not a table, not a seat.

The kid who entered knelt the moment he arrived there, looked quite terrified as his body started to tremble since the moment he heard about the order to come here.

"Guanin… Did that damn porter kid attend the classes with you yet?" The old man who sat on the throne was no one else but Guo.

Since his thunderous meeting with Sang and William hours ago, his rage never died down even for a bit.

He kept tapping on the arms of his throne, thinking seriously about how to turn the life of that kid into a piece of hell.

"That William?" Guanin was the kid summoned here, "he didn't show himself yet."

"Didn't appear at the classes?!" Guo was surprised to hear that. He thought William started to regularly attend classes when he saw him at the Forging department.

'What was he doing there then? Don't tell me he is a forging nerd!' Guo thought to himself, before turning his focus again to Guanin as the latter added:

"Neither he nor any of the Long clan kids appeared there yet. But news spread already that they arrived a couple of hours ago. And so they may appear tomorrow or the day after at the classes."

"Good…" Guo paused before his face turned quite vicious, "I want you to pressure him, don't let him even breathe!"

"I planned to do that, sir," Guanin once thought about his earlier plans to keep picking at William at every corner made his trembling fade slightly than before, "I arranged with many others to keep pestering him no matter what he said or did."

"That's not enough," Guo could get what was running inside this kid's mind. After all, all the clansmen and kids were raised up in the same way of teaching. "I want you to turn his life upside down, make him hate being in the academy."

"How?" Guanin wasn't against such evil deeds, but he never found a better way to do it than what he had in mind.

"Just throwing mean words and comments won't do. This kid isn't a nice flower that will grow pale with sh*t thrown at it, he is a mighty tree! He will take all these insults as fertiliser, and use them to grow stronger."

"This…"

"Challenge him," the plan in Guo's mind was more direct and far more effective than what Guanin thought about, "keep challenging him in all the classes he'll attend."

"Challenging him? What will that do, sir?" Guanin wanted to raise his head, look his patriarch in the eye to see what the latter really meant by such a weird order.

But he couldn't. He wouldn't dare to do such a thing, like any other kids in the clan.

"You reached such power via normal means, attending the first year classes before jumping to the second year classes. You know what that porter doesn't! Use that, use your knowledge to embarrass him. Keep embarrassing him in every class without pause until he hates the idea of coming to the classes, or staying at the academy."

"Sure," Guanin got what his patriarch wanted him to do. And he admitted to himself that his patriarch was a real viper, far eviler than him.

"I'll await your good news. The first day that bastard shows his face at the classes, make sure he'll leave with his head lowered out of embarrassment. Make sure he won't dare to raise his head ever again."

"Count on me, sir," Guanin slowly stood up, and yet he kept his head lowered, "I'll make him curse the day he left his porter life and became a spirit master."

"That's what I want you to do, hahahaha! Go now, go and make your preparations. I'll await your great news."

And like this, William's future life at the classes was at risk of getting ruined by the Bronze Lizard kids and their allies.

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The next morning came fast. William took his shower, ate his breakfast, and was ready to attend his first class ever in the academy.

And just when he was about to leave, he heard knocking on the door.

"Let's go, I told you to wake up so late!" It was Berry, and she was wearing the same bronze uniform with a slightly short skirt that outlined her smooth long legs.

"I believe the classes never start before nine! It's still eight!!"

"It'll open at nine indeed, but I don't want to get late."

"Late for what exactly?" William felt puzzled. Even if she was excited, she had to be at least rational about what she said.

"You don't get it," she started to walk, closer to running actually than walking, "there are rumours spreading about how we, the ones who came from the Long clan, are not attending classes because we are all heavily wounded!"

"Heavily wounded?" William asked in doubt, while trying to keep up with her.

"It's him! That bastard! He isn't satisfied with spreading false rumours about us, but uses even our absence as a proof for such claims."

William got what drove her crazy like that. It seemed that Guanin intended to cause those from the Long clan trouble.

"Don't worry about that," William smiled, "once we all appear today, all of this will be wiped clean."

"Yes, that's also what my grandfather told me as well."

"The old man is here?!" William got surprised, and accelerated a little to run next to her.

"He didn't come," Berry shook her head, "he sent our butler to inform me about such rumours and what I shall do."

"He is right," William wanted to know when that old man intended to flood the market with the cores of the bears. If he acted this soon, then William might lose many chances in the academy.

However, what he feared didn't happen.