Moyan: That Little? Fill It Out Again!

At this moment, Zhang Lexuan quietly observed the changes in Jing Hongchen's eyes. When she caught that unusual shift in his gaze—from anger to astonishment, then sudden realization—the last trace of doubt in her heart vanished.

Sure enough, everyone in this room was one of their own!

Now that the veil had been torn away, everything that followed would be much easier.

"Hall Master Hongchen, since we've reached this point, why don't you tell me what kind of explanation you think Shrek should give you?" Zhang Lexuan leaned back against her chair, crossing her arms. The politeness from before had vanished from her tone, replaced by blunt decisiveness. She could not even be bothered to keep up appearances.

Jing Hongchen had only just recovered from his dazed realization that "everyone here is one of us" when the question caught him off guard again. After freezing for a moment, he could not help but snort with laughter.

Well, damn. They were not even pretending anymore, were they?

They had directly handed him both the right to speak and the power to choose. This was not a negotiation at all—they clearly wanted him to openly set Shrek Academy up!

Jing Hongchen rubbed his hands together. His body, stiff from the cold, seemed to loosen up somewhat. He was no longer in a hurry to discuss compensation. Instead, he smiled at Zhang Lexuan and abruptly changed the subject. "Student Zhang Lexuan, if I remember correctly, Elder Mu of Shrek should be the elder who trusts you most, right?"

Since they were all on the same side, they might as well chat about some old stories first. They had plenty of time anyway.

Zhang Lexuan nodded openly, her tone carrying a hint of respect. "Elder Mu is indeed a senior worthy of everyone's respect.