He slowly turned his head, sweeping his gaze across Bei Bei and the others one by one.
"Children, do not grieve for me." Mu En revealed a smile, and his complexion had actually begun to take on a faint rosy hue.
A final burst of life.
Those words appeared in everyone's mind.
"Great Ancestor!" Unable to bear his grief any longer, Bei Bei dropped to his knees with a thud.
"Elder Mu!" The others also fell to their knees one after another. Only the elders remained standing where they were, though their faces were equally grief-stricken.
"Cough, cough. You are all good children." Mu En smiled. "I, Mu En, have lived for over two hundred years. Nearly my entire life was spent at Shrek Academy, and I devoted my life to the Academy. That is something worth being happy about."
"Being able to protect Shrek Academy, watching children like you grow up batch after batch—either joining the forces of other empires or remaining behind to protect the Academy—has been my greatest pride."
"We will definitely stay and protect the Academy!" Bei Bei roared, with the others echoing him in agreement.
"Good children, though I am leaving today, I hope you can send me off happily. As long as I can see you, see all the Shrek Academy students full of vitality, I can die without regrets."
"However, before I leave, there are still some things I must entrust to you."
"Xuan Zi, there is no need to be so sorrowful. Even if I die, I will still be able to protect Shrek Academy forever."
"After my death, Xuan Zi will inherit my position. If he is here, it will be as though I am here. You need only assist him."
"Yes." The elders answered respectfully.
Hearing Mu En say this,