Xuan Zi: Stop Talking! Stop This, This Isn't Me!

"No! This script is completely wrong!"

Xuan Zi collapsed onto the ground, his mind a mess, filled with disbelief and confusion.

Although he was being publicly interrogated, the presiding figure was clearly his closest martial uncle—a fellow guardian of Shrek and an elder who had protected him since childhood. Why was Elder Mu being so utterly devoid of sentiment this time?

Back when he had led a team and, through a momentary lapse, caused heavy casualties among the Inner Court Disciples, Elder Mu had merely sighed and helped him clean up the mess. He had never publicly humiliated him.

But now, it was merely for the hostile Sun Moon Empire.

For an explosion that had never even happened, Elder Mu was judging him without mercy before so many powerful figures?

This was completely unreasonable!

Elder Mu, had you betrayed Shrek's true legacy?

Xuan Zi panted heavily, his chest rising and falling violently. He shut his eyes in pain, even his fingertips trembling.

Mu En continued speaking.

His voice was soft, yet it carried the weight of a thousand pounds. Every word struck Xuan Zi's heart.

"I always thought you were merely reckless for a time, merely impulsive in your actions, and that one day you would repent. But even now, you remain so stubbornly unrepentant. I underestimated your obstinacy and arrogance. I indulged your willfulness again and again. I bear part of the blame as well."

"Elder Mu! I—" Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Xuan Zi abruptly raised his head, eager to shirk responsibility.

"Silence!"

Mu En coldly cut off Xuan Zi's defense. His tone was filled with exhausted disappointment, yet it bore unquestionable authority.

"I should not have held such unrealistic expectations for you, much less forgiven your mistakes time and time again, hoping that