Yu Xiaogang's expression turned utterly ugly as denunciations kept ringing out around him.
He looked at Tang San and Xiao Wu, who had been scorched beyond recognition, then at the competing academy teams' viewing area, where indignation ran high.
Finally, his gaze settled on Ning Fengzhi, who had risen from his front-row seat on the VIP Platform, and a pleading look appeared in his eyes.
He begged Ning Fengzhi, a member of the Elite Spirit Master Tournament's organizing committee, to uphold justice for their Shrek Seven Devils.
However.
All he would receive was disappointment.
Noticing Yu Xiaogang's gaze, Ning Fengzhi understood his meaning at once, but did not agree. He merely shook his head faintly.
Was he joking? Could I possibly step forward now? They had already provoked public outrage.
I had always been renowned in the Soul Master World for unparalleled wisdom and strategy, fairness and justice. If I spoke up for the Shrek Seven Devils now, wouldn't I be slapping my own face?
Besides, my daughter Ning Rongrong was also one of the Shrek Seven Devils. If I got involved, I might well earn a reputation for siding with family rather than reason.
Wouldn't the glorious image I had painstakingly cultivated in the Soul Master World for years be destroyed in an instant?
When that happened, not only would his image suffer, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's reputation would also take a hit.
Seeing that even Ning Fengzhi, who was on excellent terms with the Shrek Seven Devils, refused to help, Yu Xiaogang's expression grew gloomier. He could only place his last hope in Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhilin in the second row of the VIP Seating Area.
As the Three Education Committee Members of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, surely you ought to say something.