The man's voice was loud and resonant, brimming with confidence.
Yet it carried a hint of superiority.
It was not quite overbearing, but there was certainly no trace of humility or courtesy.
Meng Shenji froze for a moment. Naturally, he recognized the owner of that voice.
Why was he here?
He hurriedly rose to his feet and went out to greet him.
The other two education committee members followed behind him.
Both of their expressions seemed to change slightly.
Soon, three people entered from outside.
One of them was someone the people from Shrek Academy had seen before.
It was the young man whom Dai Mubai had kicked flying at the foot of the mountain yesterday.
At that moment, the young man stood on the left.
His face was full of arrogance, and his eyes revealed intense hatred.
Walking in the middle was an elderly man dressed in luxurious robes.
He wore a grand yellow robe embroidered with clustered floral patterns, yet it did not look the least bit gaudy.
His graying hair was neatly combed back.
He was of average height and slightly plump, with dignified features.
Only his somewhat small eyes disrupted the overall harmony of his face.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he showed not the slightest respect even before the three Soul Douluo education committee members.
Instead, he carried an air of looking down on them.
The moment these three appeared,
the first reaction of everyone from Shrek Academy was shock.
It was not because of what the three looked like.
It was because of the person walking to the right of the luxuriously dressed elder.
Earlier, whether it was Ning Rongrong, the weakest among the Shrek group,
or Flender, the strongest and the headmaster of Shrek Academy,
they had heard only two sets