Flender gave a sinister smile. "Your father may be too softhearted to discipline you, but that doesn't mean I am.
"This isn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Everyone here is stronger than you. It's true that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the strongest Support System Martial Soul, but you're only bringing shame to it."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Ning Rongrong's little chest heaved with anger. She was the most outstanding disciple of her generation in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Though she had several older brothers, not one of them had reached level 20 before the age of twelve, as she had. Even her father, the Sect Master, had said that she was the only person in hundreds of years with a chance of turning the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
She had grown up surrounded by adoration, with every honor imaginable, and everyone had praised her.
But now Flender was putting her down as if she were worthless. How could she accept that?
Flender gave a scoff. "Every single person here is stronger than you. Which one isn't?
"Dai Mubai is fifteen and a level 37 Battle Soul Master. He's the youngest Soul Elder in Shrek's history. He was only thirteen when he became a Soul Elder. Do you think you can become one at thirteen?"
Ning Rongrong was at a loss for words because she truly wasn't confident she could.
Then Flender pointed at Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing. "Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing are only twelve, yet they're already level 27 Soul Grandmasters. Can you compare with them?
"Ma Hongjun is about your age. His Martial Soul has a flaw, but his Soul Power is no weaker than yours.
"Ning Rongrong, tell me—which one of them can