Tang San and Xiao Wu were carried back to the hotel where the people from Shrek Academy were staying.
After six healing-type Soul Masters had treated them, Tang San and Xiao Wu's injuries had improved slightly.
"Flender, this won't work. We need to find more healing-type Soul Masters."
"Xiao Gang, I know we need to find healing-type Soul Masters, but we only have enough money to hire five more. Given their current condition, I'm afraid even five more might not be enough to heal them."
"Then let's do this: give San full treatment."
"As for Xiao Wu, I have faith in her physical constitution."
Flender heard him out. It really was the only option they had. Besides, he wasn't fond of Xiao Wu anyway, so they might as well do it that way.
"Fine, Xiao Gang. We'll do as you say."
When Yu Xiaolong heard this from nearby, he knew it wouldn't do. Treating his idol, Tang San, was only right, but how could they not treat his goddess, Xiao Wu?
"Dean, why aren't you treating Sister Xiao Wu?"
"Xiaolong, it's not that we don't want to treat Xiao Wu. We only have enough money to hire five more healing-type Soul Masters. There's nothing we can do."
"You're just short on money? You should've said so. I have some."
As he spoke, Yu Xiaolong took out a card. "Dean Flender, there are five hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins on this card. Take them and use them. Hurry and hire more healing-type Soul Masters."
"Xiaolong, then I won't stand on ceremony."
Flender was a miser, and money was as precious to him as his own life. He hurriedly took the card, afraid Yu Xiaolong might change his mind, then scampered off to hire more healing-type Soul Masters.
Yu Xiaolong went to