He truly had no other choice.
If there had been a replacement, or if Yan Shaozhe had shown a little more promise, he would have killed Xuan Zi with a single slap long ago.
Thinking of Yan Shaozhe gave Mu En another headache.
Neither of those two could give him any peace of mind.
"Mei'er, go bring back all the injured students. Then make a trip to the Star Luo Empire and invite Wang Xian'er here to work with Xiao Zhuang and do everything possible to treat these children. If they still cannot be healed, ask the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect to intervene. Whatever the cost, the children must be restored to their former selves."
"Besides that, regarding the Soul Master Tournament, I suggest selecting a new team of students."
Mu En issued his orders one after another.
His original plan had been to forgo the championship in this Soul Master Tournament. He had also wanted reality to wake these people up and make them realize that times had changed.
But judging by what Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe had done, Mu En suddenly felt that he had been wrong—outrageously wrong.
These people would only wake up if someone slapped them across the face.
They were at a critical stage of reform. Shrek could not afford internal problems at a time like this, and they had to keep the championship in their grasp.
"Mu En, if we're selecting a new team, could we have Ye Guyi participate as well? With her there, she could help Xiaotao suppress her evil fire and fill the gap in fighting strength left by Dai Yueheng."
After some thought, Cai Mei'er brought the matter up anyway.
It would kill two birds with one stone. She could not understand why Mu En had rejected the idea