This Is Your Mission, Young Man!

"Don't look so suspicious. Didn't you already know the truth of the matter?" Rota looked at Tang San with a smile and spoke casually.

Tang San had exhausted himself passing the first eight trials, never expecting the ninth to be so easy. He simply had not quite processed it yet.

After taking some time to compose himself, Tang San accepted the fact that he had become a god and sincerely thanked Rota.

Of course, Tang San did not believe Rota would help him inherit a godhood for no reason. Their relationship was fairly good, but only fairly good—far from enough to warrant such a favor.

"Mr. Rota, what do you need me to do?" Tang San did not want to owe anyone a favor, especially one this enormous.

Rota nodded approvingly, closed his eyes, and sighed. "As expected of Tang San. You saw through my purpose at once. Since that is the case, I won't beat around the bush. To be honest, I hope that you can spar with me someday."

Tang San keenly caught the key word in Rota's statement. "You mean all of us? If so, we can agree anytime."

Rota had known Tang San would misunderstand and patiently explained, "I knew you would take it the wrong way. My appetite is not that small. What I mean is, after everyone in Shrek Academy becomes a god, I hope we can have a match! You should know that I enjoy a challenge."

Even Bo Saixi's tranquil face rippled at Rota's words. She had not expected his idea to be so peculiar. Setting aside whether everyone from Shrek Academy could become gods, where would they find such luck? And even if they all did become gods, how could Rota possibly defeat them alone? He was just asking for trouble.