Everyone present looked astonished as they listened to Ning Fengzhi.
Yu Xiaogang frowned, his expression ugly.
Flender, Qin Ming, and the others gathered nearby looked anxious, but there was nothing they could do.
Ning Rongrong and Oscar exchanged glances, each seeing shock in the other's eyes, along with profound worry.
Of Shrek Academy's seven Little Monsters, only the two of them, both support-type spirit masters, remained unscathed. The other five were all bedridden, recovering from their injuries.
If their wounds did not heal soon, they would probably have no way to compete in the matches ahead.
Were they supposed to fight with just two support-type spirit masters and three substitutes? They could not even field a full team.
"Is that fire poison really so formidable? Father, even you can't remove it?"
The question came from Ning Fengzhi's daughter, Ning Rongrong, her voice filled with unmistakable doubt.
Oscar, standing nearby, also looked at Ning Fengzhi, awaiting his explanation.
Ning Fengzhi did not answer Ning Rongrong immediately. Instead, he gave Oscar, who stood very close beside her, a long, penetrating look, a meaningful glint in his eyes.
It seemed both wary and warning.
His gaze made Oscar's skin crawl. Oscar instinctively stepped back, putting a little distance between himself and Ning Rongrong. Only then did he escape the crushing pressure of Ning Fengzhi's stare.
After taking a deep breath, Oscar felt not only afraid, but also bewildered, with a trace of humiliation and inferiority.
However, he hid that humiliation and inferiority deep within his heart, then gave Ning Fengzhi his usual respectful, ingratiating smile.
Only then did Ning Fengzhi withdraw his gaze in satisfaction and turn to his daughter to answer her question:
"The fire poison inside Xiao San is no ordinary fire poison. Even with my abilities, I can only suppress