Jing Hongchen was gnashing his teeth with hatred, but he did not dare lose his temper in the slightest. How many people did someone have to kill for such terrifying killing intent to be this thick?
What kind of terrifying old monster was Shrek Academy hiding? Was the Sun Moon Empire, which had always taken pride in its soul tools, truly enough to make Shrek Academy feel wary?
The Sun Moon Empire's soul tools were already of little use against experts like Xuan Zi, and their effect on a rank 99 Limit Douluo was even smaller. In that case, the powerful figure before him probably had never taken the soul tools he was so proud of seriously at all.
"I'll give them!" Jing Hongchen had truly suffered a disastrous loss this time. He had only wanted to stir up some trouble and cause Shrek Academy a bit of inconvenience. He had never expected to trap himself instead. This was too hard!
Jing Hongchen did not hesitate either. The soul tool rings and soul tools on his body were piled on the ground one after another. Compared to his own life, these soul tools were not worth mentioning at all. After all, compared to the knowledge in his mind, these soul tools could still be manufactured again if they were gone. But if his little life was gone, then he really would have nothing left.
Leaving aside just how many people he had offended in the Sun Moon Empire, merely those coveting his position as Hall Master were probably enough to give his grandson and granddaughter more than they could handle. That was why he absolutely could not die.
"Is this enough? I've already taken out every soul tool I was carrying. Can I leave now?" Jing Hongchen said in a