"I'm not an Evil Soul Master!"
Wu Changkong could not help defending himself. "My students only did that because it was part of their final assessment. They were just challenging Soul Masters stronger than themselves. We had no ill intent."
"Heh!" Hearing Wu Changkong's words, Xing Daorong let out a cold laugh. "Do you believe that yourself? In the video, your students clearly tried to kill him. And afterward, you attacked the Soul Master who had been assaulted, didn't you?"
"..." Wu Changkong fell silent for a moment, but he still said in a low voice, "It was merely a slight misunderstanding. In the Storage Soul Tool I had on me, there is proof that I am a teacher of Shrek Academy. You can verify it with that."
"Mm." Xing Daorong nodded, then took out an identification document. It had been retrieved from the Storage Soul Tool confiscated from Wu Changkong.
When taking a prisoner into custody, how could they possibly allow the other party to keep a Storage Soul Tool on them?
"That is also where my doubts lie. This proof is indeed from Shrek Academy, but the information on it doesn't match you at all," Xing Daorong said.
"Doesn't match?" Wu Changkong was stunned.
No, I'm sitting right here in the flesh, and you're telling me the information doesn't match? Don't you look at the photo? My long hair is so flowing and smooth—are you blind? Can't you see it?
Xing Daorong handed him the Identity Seal printed with Wu Changkong's identity on it, while also giving him a mirror. "Our eyes aren't blind. Take a look at yourself. What part of you matches the information on this?"
Wu Changkong took his Identity Seal and looked it over. There was nothing wrong with it! At the same time,