Flender's office,
Flender gazed at the wooden house fifty meters away through the window, one he had been looking at for nearly twenty years.
His obsession was to win the Soul Master Tournament championship.
But Shrek only had five people now, nowhere near enough for a team battle.
There were still three years until the Soul Master Tournament. He knew that even in three years, he might not find two qualified new students.
And this year's five might be the largest number Shrek would ever have again before it closed down.
As for recruiting another Xia Yan,
Flender knew that was nothing but wishful thinking. It was impossible...
Suddenly,
A black shadow flashed into the office.
Flender's heart jolted, and he immediately bowed respectfully. "Clear Sky Douluo."
Tang Hao looked at him coldly. "Where is Xia Yan?"
Flender sighed inwardly. So he had come after all.
He still answered respectfully:
"Xia Yan had already met the academy's graduation requirements. He left a letter behind and departed. I only learned of it the next morning."
He took out the letter Xia Yan had written and presented it to Tang Hao with both hands.
"Please have a look, Lord Clear Sky."
Tang Hao snatched it away and tore it open.
The letter was full of nonsense, nothing more than thanking Shrek for its guidance, saying he felt his strength could no longer improve, and mentioning that he had left with Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.
The veins on Tang Hao's forehead throbbed as he pulverized the letter with Soul Power.
Ah Yin and the Spirit Bone, his son's meridians and martial soul, Xia Yan...
Everything... everything had gone wrong!
"Take everyone from Shrek Academy to a high-level Soul Master Academy—one without a Titled Douluo!"
"Give Little San the best cultivation resources!"
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