"Tell me why you want to study Soul Tools." Xian Lin'er's cool, ethereal voice carried not a trace of emotion.
"I have some ideas in mind and want to make them a reality," Huo Yuhao said.
"That's all?"
"That's all."
"Then you shouldn't waste your time studying Soul Tools. The Soul Tool Department isn't suitable for you either." Xian Lin'er's icy voice pronounced a death sentence on Huo Yuhao's Soul Tool studies.
She hoped more people at Shrek Academy would study Soul Tools, but she disliked those who made that decision on a whim. They would fish for three days and dry their nets for two, doing nothing but wasting the Soul Tool Department's resources.
Huo Yuhao's expression turned solemn. "Then may this student ask the dean a few questions?"
Xian Lin'er nodded.
"Dean, what kind of person do you think is suited to learning how to make Soul Tools?" Huo Yuhao asked.
"Of course, someone who loves Soul Tools."
"Why must someone who loves Soul Tools be suited to studying them?"
"Kid, the process of studying Soul Tools is dull and tedious. To delve deeply into them requires long years, endless energy, wholehearted dedication, and unwavering persistence. Do you think someone without passion could do all that?" Xian Lin'er's blue-green eyes were crystalline and clear, like a limpid saltwater lake reflecting Huo Yuhao's figure.
Huo Yuhao said, "By your reasoning, Dean, what Soul Tool study truly requires is focus, dedication, and persistence—not passion, right? Passion is merely a condition you inferred from those qualities."
Xian Lin'er laced her fingers together before her, resting her sharp chin on her pale fingers. A smile devoid of warmth touched her lips as she stared coldly at Huo Yuhao across the silvery-white laboratory table.
"So you think someone can achieve all that without