Tang San and the others heard the massive explosion and quickly ran toward the kitchen.
The so-called kitchen was nothing more than a dilapidated mud hut.
Raiden Ei slowly walked out.
Tang San hurried over to Raiden Ei and asked with concern, "Your Excellency, are you alright?"
Raiden Ei said, "I'm fine. It's just that there's no kitchen now, so I can't cook."
Tang San said, "What's the problem? Shrek Academy has plenty of kitchens."
"Isn't that right, Teacher Zhao?"
Zhao Wuji was a little dumbfounded. Shrek Academy only had this one kitchen.
"Y-Yeah, yeah. Plenty of them, plenty."
But since Tang San had already said it, Zhao Wuji could only nod. Otherwise, if Raiden Ei thought he was fooling her and decided to send a blade his way in a fit of delight, where would Zhao Wuji go to argue his case?
"Please wait here for a moment. I'll discuss it with Little San." Zhao Wuji hurriedly pulled Tang San aside, frowned, and asked, "Little San, what did you mean by what you just said?"
"What do you mean, what did I mean?" Tang San looked baffled. He was no country bumpkin. The sect he had belonged to in his previous life, the Tang Sect, had also been one of the world's foremost sects.
Thus, in his mind, the higher an academy's admission standards, the better its facilities ought to be.
Even Nuoding Academy had several kitchens.
"I mean that line about having several kitchens!" Zhao Wuji said.
"With Shrek Academy's admission standards being so high, isn't it normal to have several kitchens?" Tang San looked astonished.
"Uh..." Zhao Wuji, who had originally been somewhat angry, was instantly left speechless.
Their admission standards were already even higher than Heaven Dou Royal Academy's.
It was only natural for Tang San