Mu En was already speechless. Having lived at Shrek Academy for so long, had the people of the Sun Moon Empire really become like this?
"But the changes to your bodies..."
Mu En trailed off. He had long wanted to ask about their condition, and now was the perfect chance to change the subject.
"You mean this?"
Kong Deming was in a good mood. Besides, this fellow would probably have to work alongside him in the future, so he draped an arm around Mu En's shoulders and told him a cruel fact.
"We all now have Soul Beast... no, Demon bloodlines in our bodies. The people of the Sun Moon Empire have become a Demon-Human race."
"A Demon-Human race?"
Mu En did not quite understand. This knowledge truly exceeded the comprehension of an old man over a hundred years old.
"That's right. Thanks to the gods descending upon your Douluo Three Kingdoms, forcing our Sun Moon Empire to hand over Soul Tool technology and even wanting to use us as cannon fodder."
Kong Deming gritted his teeth as he spoke, the arm around Mu En tightening gradually. That truly had been the humiliation of the Sun Moon Empire.
Mu En forced a smile onto his face. Those gods were not ones he had wanted to summon. Though he was grateful to Tang San for healing his body, he still disliked gods interfering in the mortal world.
Right, where was Jing? Kong Deming suddenly remembered the disciple they had forgotten at Shrek Academy. Jing Hongchen had clearly gone there to gather intelligence for the Sun Moon Empire, yet had ended up falling there. Only now did Kong Deming suddenly remember him, and he felt a little guilty about it.
Casting Jing Hongchen's situation to the back of his mind, Kong Deming