After they left the area, Elder Ma said excitedly, "To think Shrek Academy's main team would suffer such a calamity! It looks like the championship of this Soul Master Tournament belongs to our Sun Moon Empire."
The other members of the Sun Moon Team agreed with Elder Ma. His own grandson, Ma Rulong, was particularly confident. "Grandpa, I'm determined to win this championship!"
"Ma Rulong!"
Elder Ma glared at his grandson in displeasure and scolded him. "I've told you to address me by my title when we're with the team. Otherwise, people will think you got in through your connections."
As one of the veterans of the Sun Moon Empire's soul engineering community and a Level-9 Soul Engineer, Elder Ma might not quite match Jing Hongchen or Kong Deming in rank, but he was still a genuine Level-9 Soul Engineer with real authority.
Otherwise, Elder Ma would never have allowed Ma Rulong to become the team's captain this time.
Ma Rulong realized his mistake and hurriedly corrected himself. "Sorry, Elder Ma. I got carried away."
Watching the grandfather and grandson interact, Lin Rui remarked speechlessly, "You really are strict."
"Little Ancestor Lin Rui is right. Nothing like our Body Sect, where we're all one big loving family."
Holding the Death Messenger in one hand, Elder Big Stomach patted his chest with the other, rather proudly echoing Lin Rui's words.
That remark left Ma Rulong visibly envious. Of course, he'd heard that the Body Sect was a loving family of... bandits. If only his Ma family could be like that.
Xiao Hongchen kept his eyes fixed on the Death Messenger. After pondering for a moment, he leaned over beside Lin Nuo curiously. "I'm curious. Would Shrek Academy really trade a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone for this six-ring Evil Soul Master?"