Mo Yan: Filled Out So Little? Fill It Out Again!

At that moment, Zhang Lexuan was quietly observing the changes in Jing Hongchen's eyes. When she caught the strange shift in his gaze—from anger to astonishment, then to 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 lifted, the rest would be much easier to handle.

"Hall Master Hongchen, since we've already come this far, why don't you tell me what kind of explanation you think Shrek should give you?" Zhang Lexuan leaned back in her chair with her arms crossed. The politeness in her tone from earlier was gone, replaced by a straightforward decisiveness. She could not even be bothered to keep up appearances anymore.

Jing Hongchen had only just recovered from the bewilderment of realizing that everyone was on the same side when he was caught off guard by the question. He froze again, then 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 right to choose. This was not a negotiation at all—it was clearly an attempt to let him openly set Shrek Academy up!

Jing Hongchen rubbed his hands together. His body, which had been stiff with cold, seemed to loosen up a little. Rather than rushing to discuss compensation, he smiled at Zhang Lexuan and abruptly changed the subject. "Student Zhang Lexuan, if I remember correctly, Shrek's Elder Mu should be the elder who trusted you the most, right?"

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

Zhang Lexuan nodded openly, her voice carrying a hint of respect. "Elder Mu was indeed