In his eyes, Shrek was nothing but a joke!
This generation's Xu Sanshi and Xiao Xiao had fought and bled for Shrek's honor.
But did the people of Shrek truly care?
They did not.
They had done so much and shed so much blood.
Yet the senior students of the Inner Court did not even know what had happened to this generation.
Xu Tinglan remembered it clearly.
When Wu Ming, Han Ruoruo, and the others spoke of the lifetime Shrek Seven Devils, their attitudes had plainly been ones of confusion and doubt!
They could not even be certain that the previous generation had won.
You fought to the death, yet the Inner Court's senior students did not care in the slightest about this once-every-five-years Top-tier Soul Master Exchange Tournament.
How ridiculous.
It was as though no one had died and no one had sacrificed anything!
Clearly, a hand had been concealing all of this.
Now,
upon seeing this scene, Xu Tinglan felt the urge to confront Wang Yan.
He wanted to make everything public.
This was not merely a dispute born of youthful passion!
Xu Tinglan also understood clearly.
Before long, the two sides would wage a battle that would shake the ages.
If exposing Shrek's true face and diminishing its prestige would help his adoptive father fulfill his ambition of unifying the continent, why would he not do it?
Beyond that,
the more his uncle worshipped Shrek, the more Xu Tinglan wanted to trample Shrek beneath his feet and grind it into the dirt!
The members of the Sun Moon Team
had gradually stopped viewing Shrek as a sacred academy with a ten-thousand-year legacy under Xu Tinglan's subtle influence.
Meng Hongchen crossed her arms over her chest.
A mocking smile appeared at the corner of her lips. "They truly