Watching Zhu Zhuqing follow Ye Liuyun away, Yu Xiaogang felt his blood surge in his chest. It was the fury of authority being challenged.
"Stop!"
Yu Xiaogang whirled around and pointed at Ye Liuyun's back as he berated him.
"Ye Liuyun! You're ruining her, and you're ruining Shrek!"
"Someone like you doesn't understand team spirit at all, nor do you understand what it means to sacrifice for the team! All you see is yourself—selfish, cold-blooded, and heartless!"
"If everyone only cared about themselves like you do, how would Shrek ever win the championship? How would we contend against geniuses from across the continent?"
Ye Liuyun finally stopped.
He slowly turned around, an unusual seriousness appearing on his face.
An invisible pressure faintly radiated from within him.
He looked at Yu Xiaogang, a deeply mocking sneer curling across his lips.
"Who the hell are you pretending to be?"
"Team spirit?"
"Sacrifice?"
Ye Liuyun took a step forward. His voice was not loud, but every word struck straight at the heart.
"You open your mouth with righteousness and morality, and close it with morality and righteousness."
"But why is it always someone else who has to make the so-called 'sacrifice'? Why don't you sacrifice yourself?"
"You want Zhu Zhuqing to sacrifice her dignity for fusion, and everyone else to sacrifice their bodies for special training."
"What about you?"
"Other than standing on the shore and flapping your gums while enjoying the honors your disciples earned by risking their lives, what have you ever sacrificed?"
Yu Xiaogang's face turned deathly pale, leaving him speechless from the rebuke.
"You..."
Ye Liuyun gave him no chance to argue. The fluctuations of his thirty-sixth rank Soul Power abruptly erupted, refined and heavy far beyond those of others at the same level, making even the surrounding air