Master cast him an indifferent glance. "Will enemies who want to kill you only come when your Soul Power is at its strongest?"
Dai Mubai froze for a moment. Master's simple words left him speechless.
Master continued, "Knowing that Oscar could provide Mushroom Sausages, why did you give Ma Hongjun the chance to eat one? If you had stopped him from the start, or conserved your Soul Power as much as possible, you should have been the one to win this battle."
Ma Hongjun hooked an arm around Oscar's shoulders. "Awesome, absolutely awesome! I never thought I'd get to beat Boss Dai one day. There aren't enough words for how good this feels. Xiao Ao, your sausages are seriously useful."
Oscar chuckled smugly. "Of course. I'm a Soul Elder now, after all."
Master looked coldly at the two of them. "Are you very proud of yourselves? Ma Hongjun, answer me this: when Oscar's Flying Mushroom Sausage wore off, why did you let him fall to the ground? What would you have done if Dai Mubai still had enough strength for one final blow and killed him?"
"I..." Ma Hongjun stared at Master dumbfounded.
Master turned to Oscar. "And you. As a food-system Soul Master, the most important thing is to preserve your own life under any circumstances. If he did not take the initiative to help you, could you not have grabbed onto him and remained in the air? If Dai Mubai had still possessed sufficient Soul Power, the first person he would have dealt with would have been you after you fell. If he had been an enemy, you would already be dead. A Soul Elder—even a food-system Soul Master at the level of a Titled Douluo—is still extremely fragile before a battle Soul Master."
Dai Mubai, Oscar, and