The girl muttered something, but didn't argue further.
Meanwhile, Yang Hao carried He Caitou toward Mingde Hall. Jing Hongchen also brought Xuan Ziwen over, his face dark as water.
He had looked into the identity of the girl Dragon God Douluo had rescued earlier. She was Xuan Ziwen's student, and Xuan Ziwen himself had recommended her for admission to Mingde Hall.
Xuan Ziwen was in a wretched state. The bones in all four of his limbs had been broken, and the various Soul Tools on his person had been confiscated. Blood still seeped from his nose and mouth; he had clearly suffered severe internal injuries.
"Teacher Xuan, I don't understand. Why did you betray the academy and the empire?"
Yang Hao was baffled. He had contacted Xuan Ziwen through Ju Zi some time ago and greatly admired his abilities. He had even subtly tried to recruit him, but Xuan Ziwen had refused.
Now he had gotten involved with Huo Yuhao, and Yang Hao found that truly perplexing.
"This isn't betrayal. Soul Tools shouldn't be used for killing."
Xuan Ziwen didn't think he had done anything wrong. The academy was the one that had gone astray. Soul Tools shouldn't develop solely toward killing, or they would only bring about more tragedies.
"I understand your ideals. That's why I've proposed plenty of ideas for the dean and the others to develop. The Soul Tool Dual-wheel Vehicle, the Soul Tool Tricycle, and the Soul Tool Phone that have appeared recently are all mature products. There are plenty more like them.
"You never thought any of those were worth your attention. I'm curious: what did Huo Yuhao give you?
"Has he made any Soul Tools that benefit the people? Or any new creations unrelated to combat and war?"
Yang Hao genuinely couldn't understand this