He knew full well that if Ye Xuan, the ill-tempered Holy Son of Spirit Hall, learned what Yu Xiaogang had just said, he would never let it go easily.
"Zhuqing, don't pay any attention to Xiaogang's words. Just do your best in tomorrow's fight against the Imperial Fighting Team. As for whether you stay or leave in the future, that's entirely up to you."
Flender was truly afraid of what his brother might do. If Yu Xiaogang really forced Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai to perform Martial Soul Fusion...
At the thought, Flender felt a chill crawl down his back.
But when Yu Xiaogang heard Flender's words, blood vessels instantly surfaced in his wide eyes, and fury filled his gaze.
"No! Without a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, how are they supposed to beat the Imperial Fighting Team? I've waited so many years for a chance to make a name for myself. I absolutely..."
Yu Xiaogang roared in anger, but Flender greeted him with a solid slap across the face.
"Smack—!"
The crisp sound echoed through the room, and Yu Xiaogang was left reeling from Flender's slap.
He had never imagined that Flender, who had always obeyed his every word, would actually slap him!
"F-Flender! How dare you hit me! You...!"
Yu Xiaogang's face was twisted with anger. He looked to be on the verge of losing all reason.
"Xiaogang, I know you're upset about your Martial Soul Mutation, but you accepted this challenge on behalf of Shrek. Zhuqing may be a student at Shrek Academy, but she shouldn't have to sacrifice herself for your personal gain."
Flender's gaze at Yu Xiaogang was complicated. He had meant to slap some sense into his brother, but he hadn't expected Yu Xiaogang not only to fail to understand his good intentions, but to