All Mu En could do now was make sure Long Xiaoyao didn't take Yan Shaozhe away.
Once he did, Yan Shaozhe's identity as an Evil Soul Master would be confirmed.
For now, Yan Shaozhe was merely Long Xiaoyao's descendant, not an Evil Soul Master. If he stayed at Shrek, they couldn't force their way in, which meant Yan Shaozhe's life would at least be safe.
He could even continue contributing to Shrek.
But the moment he left with Long Xiaoyao, the label of Evil Soul Master would stick to him for good. He'd never be able to shake it. Did he really not understand how many people would be watching him?
Never mind anything else. If Yan Shaozhe dared leave with Long Xiaoyao today, the Sun Moon Empire would issue a warrant for him. He was an Evil Soul Master—someone everyone wanted dead.
Long Xiaoyao wasn't unaware of that. It was just that whether Shrek could still protect Yan Shaozhe was another matter entirely.
The Sun Moon Empire wasn't to be trifled with.
Long Xiaoyao glanced at Jing Hongchen, who had spoken, and a murderous glint appeared in his eyes. Did being an Evil Soul Master mean he deserved to die?
But Jing Hongchen wasn't intimidated in the slightest. He simply watched Yan Shaozhe, hoping Long Xiaoyao would take him away right then and there.
"Today, I'm taking Yan Shaozhe with me. Mu En, what can Shrek possibly do to protect him?"
"Your last scraps of a soul? Or those few laughable weaklings?"
Long Xiaoyao swept his gaze over the weaklings in the Sea God Pavilion. He was supposed to rely on them? Ha. They were all trash, not even worth killing.
"Yan Shaozhe, come with me. With me around, making you a Limit Douluo won't be a problem."
"Once