"How could the position of Sea God Pavilion Master be handed over to a mere woman?" Tang San was clearly displeased.
Although Elder Song and Elder Lin were both confident in themselves and believed women were not necessarily inferior to men, Tang San felt that women only needed to obediently serve as dependents. How could they possibly lead a major faction?
Look at Xiao Wu, the sheath for the Asura God's Divine Rank. Look at Ning Rongrong, a standard weakling from the support system. Then look at Zhu Zhuqing, practically nothing more than fusion material for a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Had there not been enough lessons from letting women lead factions?
Tang San had watched with his own eyes as Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue ran Spirit Hall into the ground. They had started with an overwhelmingly favorable hand and turned it into a pile of crap. Now that Mu En was dead, the one succeeding him as Sea God Pavilion Master was actually an old woman. How could he possibly look pleased?
But then again.
Even if Tang San found Elder Song unpleasant, Shrek's current lineup no longer allowed him to be picky. Did he have any choice?
If Tang San searched all of Shrek, he would not find anyone more capable in combat than Elder Song. Xuan Zi had indeed been stronger, but the fact that he had not become Sea God Pavilion Master already made the difference clear.
Elder Song was the only choice.
Suppressing the disgust that felt like swallowing a fly, Tang San used his divine sense to communicate with the Golden Tree and released a negligible amount of its power, pouring it into Elder Song's body.
"Hmph, Shrek's fortunes are exhausted!" After finishing everything, Tang San snorted coldly and severed his divine-sense connection