As they were talking, a middle-aged man walked into the cafeteria.
The man was of average build, with a hooked nose and a long, somewhat horse-like face. He wore a pair of black-rimmed crystal glasses, but they could not conceal his shrewdness.
The moment they saw him, Ma Hongjun and Oscar were the first to rise.
Oscar even pointed at the approaching middle-aged man and introduced him, "This is our esteemed headmaster, Flander, a level seventy-eight Soul Sage. Fatty is his personal disciple."
Hearing this, everyone rose to their feet and nodded in greeting.
Xiao Wu, meanwhile, let out a breath of relief and muttered, "Good thing he isn't a Soul Douluo."
"What's wrong, Xiao Wu?"
Ning Rongrong asked from beside her.
Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others were also confused. What did she mean, good thing he was not a Soul Douluo?
"Nothing."
Realizing she had misspoken, Xiao Wu shook her head and covered up, saying, "I just said it casually."
Just said it casually?
Zhou Chen gave Xiao Wu a meaningful look.
Experts above level eighty Soul Douluo could see through juvenile hundred-thousand-year soul beasts that had transformed into humans. This girl was probably afraid of being recognized.
Just imagining a Soul Douluo pointing at Xiao Wu and shouting, "Demon! I could tell at a glance that you're not human! Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"
made Zhou Chen feel strangely fired up.
Soon, Flander arrived before the group.
He stopped and gave Zhou Chen a long look before saying in a hoarse voice, "You must be Zhou Chen. I'm Flander, the headmaster of Shrek Academy."
"Good morning, Headmaster."
Zhou Chen stood up and smiled as he nodded to Flander.
Flander returned the nod, then said in a faint tone, "Old Zhao told me about it. With only level forty