Dusk.
The exhausted Shrek group arrived at the gates of Spirit City.
The three red-clad bishops escorting them stopped beneath the city gates and watched them leave.
The weakest of the red-clad bishops was a Soul Saint. If Shrek Academy tried to cause trouble, three Soul Saints against one would be enough to seize them outright.
Zhao Wuji had not come with them. He had always been wanted by Spirit Hall.
They called it an escort, but they were really driving them out. Get lost. Get the hell out of here.
They watched the Shrek group leave.
Finally,
Yu Tianheng could not take it anymore. Ever since joining Shrek, not a single day had gone smoothly!
"I quit..."
"My reputation has been completely ruined!"
He shot Tang San and Dai Mubai a vicious glare, then left without looking back, caring nothing for anyone else.
He was going to find his dear uncle, Yu Xiaogang.
Damn black bastard Tang San, you trash who betrayed your master and ancestors!
Dai Mubai had taken recovery medicine and a Recovery Sausage, and he was awake now. But he was only awake. The blood seeping through the bandages around his chest had already dried, and no one dared help anyone from Shrek while Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall, was in a towering rage.
His hair had all fallen out, and his skin had been corroded into festering sores and then scarred over by the Blue Silver Grass poison. He looked utterly horrifying.
His aura was so weak that he could barely endure it either.
"Headmaster."
After saying that, he turned and headed in another direction without looking back.
He had had enough too.
His reputation was ruined. He could never return to the Star Luo Empire. Anywhere would do, so long as it