Meng Shenji said, "Then it's settled. Teacher Qin, I'll leave the arrangements to you."
Qin Ming hurriedly nodded in agreement. His gaze had remained fixed on Tang San. Beyond his delight, there was even more envy. They were both geniuses, yet his brilliance had already been eclipsed by Tang San's External Soul Bone.
Just as everyone from Shrek Academy was preparing to take their leave and return to their quarters, footsteps suddenly sounded from outside. There seemed to be two people.
"Is Chief Meng Shenji here?" Before the person arrived, his voice had already carried in from outside. It was loud and forceful, yet it carried a faintly superior air. It was not quite overbearing, but there was certainly no humility or courtesy in it.
Meng Shenji froze for a moment. Naturally, he recognized the owner of that voice. Why is he here? He hurriedly rose and went out to greet him, with the other two council members following behind. Both of their expressions seemed to change slightly.
Soon, three people entered from outside. One of them was someone the Shrek Academy group had seen before: the young man Dai Mubai had kicked flying at the foot of the mountain yesterday.
The young man stood on the left, his face filled with arrogance and his eyes brimming with intense hatred.
Walking in the middle was an elderly man dressed in splendid robes. He wore a large yellow robe embroidered with clustered floral patterns, yet it did not look at all disorderly. His graying hair was neatly combed back. He was of average height, slightly plump, and had a dignified appearance.
Only, his eyes were somewhat too small, ruining the overall impression of his features. He stood with his hands behind his back. Even when facing the three Soul Douluo council