Compensation, Conditions

Xie An looked at Zhen Hua and Mu Ye with a livid expression.

Zhen Hua was also somewhat flustered; the Evil Soul Masters had arrived right on the heels of his visit.

No matter who was in this situation, they would be suspicious of them.

Soon, Wu Zhangkong also sensed the fluctuations here and flashed over.

"Temple Master, what happened here?"

Xie An shook his head, held Tang Wulin, and used his soul power to pull the three of them up into the air.

Wu Zhangkong was left behind on the ground.

Zhen Hua was, after all, a generation of God Craftsman, and he quickly adjusted his emotions before speaking.

"Temple Master Xie, I guarantee here in the name of the Blacksmith Association and as a God Craftsman that this matter has absolutely nothing to do with us."

"I have also absolutely never colluded with any Evil Soul Masters."

Hearing this, Xie An's expression softened slightly.

Zhen Hua was not only the only God Craftsman on the continent but also a Super Douluo.

As a grandmaster of forging, he still possessed the bearing and stature expected of him.

Oh, that wasn't quite right; Xie An had also broken through to become a God Craftsman a few days ago, so he could only be called one of the two God Craftsmen.

The Oath of the Luo River had, at the very least, never appeared in the Douluo world before.

Aside from Evil Soul Masters, most people of status still maintained some basic level of credibility.

Xie An shifted his gaze from Zhen Hua to Mu Ye.

"And what about him?"

"The Body Sect Master; looking at his aura, he still hasn't broken through to level 95."

"Coupled with the fact that the Body Sect is currently in decline, the strongest person in his sect has even betrayed them to join the Tang Sect."

"Who knows if he would take such a risk to break through or revitalize his sect?"

Xie An's words truly laid bare the bottom line of the Body Sect.

The strongest member of the Body Sect was the Smiling Douluo Hu Jie, known as the Golden Belly and Silver Buttocks Smiling Tiger.

A hundred years ago, he defected from the sect after failing to pursue Mu Ye's mother.

Now, Hu Jie served as the branch master of the Tang Sect in the Star Luo Empire, and with his level 98 Super Douluo cultivation, he could be said to be below only two people but above ten thousand.

One could only say that Hu Jie was indeed a scoundrel, and the underlying logic of romance on the Douluo Continent was indeed powerful.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Mu Ye couldn't keep his composure.

"Temple Master Xie, I respect you because you are the Temple Master."

"But you cannot make baseless accusations."

After speaking, Mu Ye directly summoned his Red Mecha.

"Little Red, let's go."

The hatch opened, and Mu Ye stepped inside, intending to cross the void and leave directly.

"Hmph, you want to leave? What do you take me for?"

"Is this place somewhere you can come and go as you please?"

Xie An let out a cold snort, his powerful soul power mixed with spiritual power.

He directly interrupted the spatial jump the Red Mecha was attempting to perform.

"What is the meaning of this, War God Temple Master?"

The Red Mecha formed a suit of armor that merged with Mu Ye, revealing only a pair of golden hands.

However, Mu Ye did not relax in the slightest; instead, he was exceptionally tense.

His Red Mecha's analysis of this War God Temple Master revealed that his probability of winning was almost zero.

And if he wanted to escape, he would need to pay the price of at least half his life, while the Red Mecha Little Red would most likely be totaled.

Is this the gold-level awakening of a Body Martial Soul?

A mecha merging with a human.

And he even possessed a set of high-quality battle armor.

Xie An watched the changes in Mu Ye.

It had to be said that the secondary awakening of a Body Martial Soul and the Red Mecha were quite a sight to behold.

Mu Ye's aura had now reached a terrifying level, capable of contending with an ordinary Limit Douluo for a short period of time.

"This, this, this, why has it come to this?"

Seeing that the situation was taking a turn for the worse, Zhen Hua manifested his Four-Word Battle Armor from his body and stood between the two.

"Old friend, I say, Hall Master Xie's questioning is quite reasonable. Don't make things difficult for him."

As he spoke, Zhen Hua winked at Mu Ye.

The meaning was clear: you can't beat him, so don't go head-to-head with him.

After pacifying Mu Ye, Zhen Hua turned to look at Xie An.

"Hall Master Xie, do me a favor. I will vouch for my friend."

"This matter has absolutely nothing to do with him."

With Zhen Hua acting as a mediator, the tense atmosphere between Xie An and Mu Ye eased slightly.

Seeing that his persuasion was working, Zhen Hua immediately urged Mu Ye.

"Mu Ye, hurry up and put Little Red away. Do you really want to start a fight?"

"Little Red, go back for now."

Mu Ye's voice rang out.

"Yes, Master."

The soft female voice sounded once more.

The Red Mecha vanished, disappearing into the void.

"Come, come, you two, give me some face."

Zhen Hua pulled both of them back down to the ground.

"Wu Zhangkong, maintain order and protect the students."

Xie An instructed Wu Zhangkong.

In reality, however, under the coverage of Xie An's spiritual power, the entire Eastsea Academy had nowhere to hide.

Unless one was a true God Rank, it was impossible to evade Xie An's spiritual power.

Zhen Hua led Xie An and Mu Ye back into the conference room.

The three of them sat down again, and it was Zhen Hua who spoke first.

"Hall Master, I guarantee once again that this matter was truly an accident."

Xie An did not speak, merely looking down at Tang Wulin in his arms.

"Hall Master, we are willing to provide compensation; just name your price."

Watching Xie An's actions, Zhen Hua spoke up proactively.

"Are you suggesting that I should trade a student's injury for resources?"

Xie An's voice rose suddenly as he spoke to Zhen Hua.

"Of course not, this is just medical expenses and compensation for the child's emotional distress."

Xie An let out a cold snort.

"If you want my forgiveness, it's not impossible."

"Since you two are aware that Eastsea Academy is about to compete against Shrek."

"I won't keep you, Zhen Hua."

"Sect Master Mu Ye, you need to stay at Eastsea Academy for three years."

"Within these three years, you will be responsible for protecting the students of Eastsea Academy and instructing this batch of my children."

"This will serve as proof that this has nothing to do with the Evil Soul Master."

"Of course, the necessary resource compensation must still be paid."

Xie An laid out his conditions in a single breath.

In all fairness, the reasons Xie An gave were somewhat far-fetched.

But as it happened, Zhen Hua was a God Craftsman and Mu Ye was the Sect Master of the Body Sect.

In the end, they could not let go of their pride.

Upon hearing the conditions, Zhen Hua agreed to them in one go.

At the same time, he urged Mu Ye: "Old friend, just agree to it."

With Zhen Hua's assistance, Mu Ye finally agreed to Xie An's demands.

"Good, I welcome the Body Sect Master to join Eastsea Academy."

Xie An extended his right hand and shook Mu Ye's firmly.

"Hall Master, since the matter has been resolved satisfactorily, we shall take our leave."

"I will go find a place for Mu Ye to stay first."

Xie An nodded and replied: "Don't worry about accommodation; I will send someone to arrange it."

Zhen Hua pulled Mu Ye and exited the room.

Walking outside, Mu Ye recalled what had just happened, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

"Tell me, Zhen Hua, why do I feel so strange?"

"I get the feeling that this War God Temple Master actually knew all along that I had nothing to do with the Evil Soul Master."

Zhen Hua sighed and replied.

"Don't overthink it; regardless, that Evil Soul Master was most likely brought here by us."

"Besides, it's just asking you to teach a student; couldn't you use this opportunity to take a look at that little guy, Tang Wulin?"

"I already sensed it just now; at nine years old, his blood energy is already so abundant."

Upon hearing this, a light reignited in Mu Ye's eyes, and he nodded in agreement.