Late Yet Again

The heads of everyone present were bowed lower than the next.

They were genuinely stunned by the scolding; in fact, they had never imagined that Mu En would be so angry.

In their minds, Mu En had always been a gentle and kind old man; now, he really didn't fit that image.

"Hey~ you guys value Shrek's glory too much, but... glory is earned, it's won through strength."

If any of you had even half the effort and talent of those kids, I could stand up straight. But what about you?

Finally, the inner academy produced a genius! I thought our academy could produce another Limit Douluo to save face.

And what happened?! You guys ruined my life! Just a simple Soul Hunting ring, and it caused such a huge problem! I'm only lucky I didn't die back then because I have a strong mentality!

They're all incredibly arrogant. Not only do they give me no peace of mind, but they also create powerful enemies for me outside. Do they really think I'm invincible?

"I wouldn't dare." *6

"No way! What else wouldn't you dare to do! I personally issued their admission invitations so that I could befriend the old man behind them. And what did you do? You almost uprooted his only son."

"Given that old man's madness, even if I fought him to the death, I might not be able to save Shrek."

After saying that, he looked at "Hei Zi" and "Yan Shaohei," his eyes filled with disappointment and heartache.

"From this moment forward, Xuan Zi is removed from his position as head of the Shrek Inspection Corps, and Yan Shaozhe is removed from his position as dean of the Martial Soul Faculty. They are both confined for March 7th to reflect on their actions!"

Also, send him the Soul Bone and 30 million Gold Soul Coin first. Lao Zhuang, I'm leaving this matter to you.

Don't try any tricks on me, or I won't hesitate to clean house myself!

Mu En's aura was even stronger. His gaze was icy as he looked at Qian Duoduo and his group. Others might have at most one outstanding talent, but he had a whole group.

Shrek's future is truly bleak!

Meeting adjourned!

Everyone bit their lips until they bled, and finally, carrying the black charcoal on the ground, they left the Sea God Pavilion in humiliation.

As I stepped out the door, I could still hear Mu En coughing.

Once he was sure they were all gone, Mu En couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! So clear and refreshing! Awesome!"

"Ha, old man, you're quite the actor. Should I award you a Best Performance Award?"

Wei Lin's figure slowly appeared behind Mu En.

"Wei boy, why are you back again?"

Wei Lin rolled his eyes, speechless.

"I didn't even leave! Was it worth going to such lengths to put on a show?"

Mu En remained silent for a moment.

"Worth."

Wei Lin remained silent; after all, why not take advantage of free benefits?

"Young man, look at me, I'm getting old, and my wallet is empty. Could you lower your demands a bit?"

Wei Lin's wary gaze was fixed on Mu En.

"I refuse! But you said you wanted me to put on a show for you."

Therefore, I didn't intervene, and watched with a heavy heart as Fione repeatedly self-destructed.

Even Yutong wasn't told the truth. You're not giving me any compensation, yet you're trying to squeeze some money out of me? You're truly shameless."

Mu En's lips twitched slightly.

I'm shameless? Your partner has been spun around like a top by Xuan Zi.

He kept self-destructing, one after another, and finally exclaimed, "Hey, I just won't die!"

If Xuan Zi had even a shred of sanity, he would have been so angry he would have died instantly.

However... although the process was a little different, the result was good.

Mu En arrived long ago; does he really think he's as unreliable as Xuan Zi?

"Old man, no offense, but your Shrek has been riddled with termites. The only way to survive is to burn it down and start growing again."

Mu En was well aware of Wei Lin's words. However, the current generation of Shrek members were either aristocratic scions who only knew how to enjoy themselves, or there was a lack of successors among the younger generation.

Finally, we had a genius who was capable of shouldering great responsibilities, but he went out and got a Soul Ring and came back to ruin his life.

He was so angry he almost went to see his great-grandmother.

"Old man, you know this era better than I do."

Make up your mind sooner rather than later, at least...

Without waiting for Mu En's reply, he turned to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

Wei Lin thought they were talking about Mu En, but then he saw Mu En take out a chess set.

"Since you're already here, play the next game with me."

Wei Lin: "..."

"You wouldn't want all your Gold Soul Coin and Soul Bone to go down the drain, would you?"

Wei Lin: "..."

This feels... weird?

Over at the girls' dormitory.

Huo Yutong's face was flushed as she carefully covered her older sister Fione with a blanket.

They even changed her into pajamas.

Don't ask how she changed; Yutong's slightly flushed face already tells you the answer.

"Today's events are truly surreal."

Wang Dong'er slumped in the chair, her eyes somewhat vacant.

Huo Yutong didn't say a word.

"I... am still too weak."

If it weren't for Sister Fione's special Martial Soul, today...

Huo Yutong didn't continue, but Wang Dong'er understood what she meant.

This time they got away with it by luck, but what about next time?

Will fate always take care of her? Huo Yutong didn't have the answer, but she understood one thing: if she didn't have the strength, then she could only be the passive one.

She has already lost her mother and doesn't want to lose anyone else!

Since following Wei Lin, Huo Yutong has increased her Soul Power by ten levels in just half a month, much more than before. She couldn't help but feel a little proud. Now, this budding pride has been completely suppressed.

She will deposit nutrients in the soil and will no longer sprout recklessly.

"Yutong, let's cultivate."

"Um."

On Huo Yutong's bed, the two little ones faced each other, simultaneously circulating their Soul Power.

(Tian Meng: Martial Soul Fusion Skill? And a 100% fusion at that? How is that possible?)

Indeed, the possibility is very low, but who told a certain God King Tang to tamper with things? Of course, he can't do anything now, in a physical sense.

The next day.

When the two women woke up, it was already broad daylight.

"This is... our Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"

I think so.

Wang Dong'er was also a little undecided; she was a military officer and didn't know how to use words.

"In that case, let's give it a name."

"Name?"

Wang Dong'er's eyes lit up. Naming was something he excelled at!

"How about calling it 'The Power of Yu and Dong'? Or 'Pupil Tong Dong'?"

Huo Yutong's expression changed slightly; clearly, she didn't particularly like the name.

However, it seems there aren't any good names available right now.

"Ah!"

Fione stretched.

"I slept so well!"

She vaguely saw Huo Yutong two little ones.

Before the other person could even express their concern, she spoke first.

"You're on holiday? It's so late, why aren't you in class yet?"

Huo Yutong: "ゞ◎Д◎ヾ"

Wang Dong'er: "ゞ◎Д◎ヾ"

"I'm going to be late again!" *2

Seeing the two rushing around, Fione sighed in admiration.

"So young and full of energy!"