Although Madara wanted to go back to the Shrek Academy immediately to see his brother, after all, he still missed him a bit after not seeing him for several months.
However, Madara still has a mission. As a ninja, his professional ethics still require him to deliver the commissioned items to Xue Qinghe as soon as possible.
Madara grabbed Mumu who was looking around curiously and wanted to rush out to play. He held Mumu in one hand and rushed towards the eldest prince's mansion without stopping, regardless of Mumu's struggle.
Heaven Dou City The First Prince's Mansion There are several rows of bookshelves neatly placed in the spacious office, with various case documents neatly placed on them. Coupled with the simple and elegant decoration, it gives off an elegant and noble atmosphere.
The owner of the office, Xue Qinghe, was bending his head at the table to review the pile of files in front of him. Then he frowned slightly as if he was troubled by something. From time to time, he took a sip of the coffee next to him to relieve his deep fatigue.
At this time, a black figure seemed to emerge from the shadows out of thin air, half-kneeling on the ground and said respectfully, "Your Highness, the person you asked us to pay attention to has returned to Heaven Dou City!"
"He's back? It's almost time!" After hearing this, Xue Qinghe stopped writing, stood up from his seat, moved his stiff body, and relaxed his frown a little. His tone was still gentle and elegant. "Where is he now?"
The black shadow did not dare to hide anything, and said clearly, "He is rushing towards your mansion!"
"Go down!" Xue Qinghe casually waved his hand to signal the black shadow to retreat. He rubbed his temples slightly, forcing his dizzy brain to wake up.
Spot? I wonder what kind of storm you can stir up in this treacherous continent?
"Your Highness, the eldest prince, there is a Soul Master named Madara outside who wants to see you!"
"Let him in!" Xue Qinghe put that unique easy-going smile on his face again, walked out of the study and headed to the living room.
Madara held the box containing Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus in one hand, and hid the other hand behind his back very vigilantly, ready to pull out the sickle from Storage Ring at any time.
Along the way, there were always a group of little mice sneaking behind him, which made him feel very upset! However, considering that Heaven Dou City is full of the eldest prince's eyeliner, he had to hold back for the time being.
Xue Qinghe hurriedly came out of the living room and said with a spring-like smile, "It turns out to be Your Excellency. You still look good after not seeing me for many days!"
"You're welcome!" Madara looked cold to Bingbing and allowed Xue Qinghe to invite him into the living room.
No matter how luxurious the surrounding decoration was, Madara didn't even think about taking a second look. He placed the box he got on the table and opened it, revealing Ten Thousand Year Snow Lotus which was still exuding cold air.
"Your Excellency, you really keep your promise! However, my father's dragon body has recovered, and this Snow Lotus~" Xue Qinghe asked Madara to sit down, and his tone was a little unpredictable.
When Madara heard Xue Qinghe's somewhat perfunctory words, the murderous intent in his eyes flashed away, and the next moment he disappeared from his seat. When he reappeared, he was holding the blood-red Kunai tightly against Xue Qinghe's neck.
The next moment Madara Teleportation clamped down on Xue Qinghe, several black figures appeared out of thin air from all over the room, each exuding the aura of Spirit King Soul Emperor. At this time, the fierce aura locked onto Madara, as if they would brazenly kill Madara the next moment.
Madara just glanced at them casually, then looked at the figure in front of him who remained calm even though he was holding him there, and said coldly, "Are you kidding me?"
"Get out of here!" Xue Qinghe calmly shouted back to his group of secret guards, then turned around and talked to Madara lightly. "Your Excellency, you are so impulsive! You might as well listen to what I have to say!"
Madara slightly moved away Kunai, who had already seen a light stain of blood on Xue Qinghe's neck. There was an inquiring look in his eyes, wanting to hear what kind of medicine the eldest prince was selling in his gourd!
"Your Excellency, why don't I give you a decent reward? How about I invite you to go to the auction house in the afternoon?" Xue Qinghe said with a smile, not caring about the small wound on his neck.
Madara glanced slightly suspiciously, feeling more and more unable to see through the always elegant and easy-going eldest prince in front of him.
"It's a deal!" Spot nodded and strode away regardless of Xue Qinghe's reaction.
"Your Highness! He is too arrogant!" A leading black figure said angrily.
"It doesn't matter! As long as it can be used by us!" Xue Qinghe's slender index finger slightly wiped the blood on the wound, and his eyes looking at Madara became unpredictable.
At this time, outside the eldest prince's palace, Mumu was bored, manipulating trees that grew out of thin air to attack Kurama, who was constantly mocking him.
"It's time to go!" Madara grabbed Mumu who was about to smack his teeth with Kurama, held him under his arm and ran towards the Shrek Academy on the roof of the stone-lined roof regardless of his struggle.
Finally back!
Madara put Mumu on the ground, and looked at the Shrek Academy who had changed his family, and felt a long-lost sense of intimacy in his heart.
"Master, is this your home?" Mumu looked at this beautiful and picturesque college with longing eyes and said with great envy.
"No! Master has only relatives and no home in this world!" Madara looked at Mumu's confused eyes and gently rubbed his little head, saying in an inexplicable tone.
Mumu nodded in understanding, and then followed Ban's footsteps towards the rejuvenated Shrek Academy.
After Madara entered the academy, he rushed towards Shrek Seven Devils's residence without stopping.
"Oscar, your strength is really getting stronger and stronger!" Tang San's smiling voice came from not far away.
"I don't know how strong he is!" Madara's originally stern face also burst out with a Sisi smile, and he opened his mouth to ask.
"Brother Madara/Brother! You're back!" Shrek Seven Devils stared at the familiar and unruly figure and shouted in unison.
"Things are almost done, even though I'm back!" In the blink of an eye, the softness on Madara's face disappeared and turned into a cold and hard face again.
"Brother! Welcome back!" Tang San walked forward, his eyes full of joy.
"Master, who is he?" Mumu was huddled behind Madara at this time, tugging on Madara's sleeves, and asked timidly.
"Is this?" Ma Hongjun ran over first, looked at the little guy behind Madara, and looked at Madara with curious eyes.
"This is my disciple! Mumu!" Madara pushed Mumu, who was a little shy from behind, to the front and introduced him arrogantly.
"What a cute little brother!" Several girls also gathered around, looking at Mumu's silly and cute appearance. They pinched their faces and touched their heads. It was obvious that they had zero immunity to such a child.
"It's okay to call these brothers and sisters! This is my younger brother, you have to call me uncle!" Madara pointed at Shrek Seven Devils in front of him and ordered to Mumu who was surrounded in the middle.
Is there something wrong with this seniority?