A Letter to Shrek?! Dual Ultimate Martial Souls

Ma Rulong's expression grew even graver, and the hand gripping his cane tightened slightly.

Meng Hongchen stood by the bed, her ice-blue eyes filled with shock and confusion. Clearly, this was also the first time she had heard these details.

Yan Shaozhe stroked his long beard, a trace of coldness flashing through his aged eyes. He glanced at Xiao Hongchen on the hospital bed, then at the supervising teacher, his voice low and icy.

"If that old man knew his beloved grandson had nearly lost his life, he would have been foaming at the mouth by now."

He paused, a cold smirk appearing at the corner of his lips.

"I just wonder whether he has the nerve to settle the score with that old emperor."

Lin Ciyan said nothing.

He turned around, his gaze passing through the window toward the sky outside.

The sky over Star Luo City had returned to a clear azure because of Master Lin and his two disciples. The sunlight was bright, and there was not a cloud for miles.

Yet at the farthest edge of the horizon, several wisps of dark cloud had yet to fully disperse. Like ink stains on a sheet of white cloth, they stubbornly lingered there.

Lin Ciyan watched those dark clouds, a profound gleam flashing through his golden-white eyes.

The man in black.

A Mingde Hall writ.

A royal token.

The Dark Badge.

The power of rules.

Tang San.

One clue after another linked together in his mind, piecing together an increasingly clear outline. The net hidden behind the scenes was slowly revealing itself.

Tang San, what exactly are you trying to do?

But no matter what you want...

No one is getting in the way of my, Lin Ciyan's, path of taking it easy.

If gods come, I'll slay