"Looks like the Shrek Team led by this Master will surely shake the continent and seize the championship this time!"
Master Yu eagerly envisioned the glorious moment to come, immensely pleased with himself.
However, he also understood the harsh reality very well: only half a day remained until tomorrow's finals. To make those little monsters under his command—who were in poor condition and lacked deep coordination—perfectly master such a difficult formation trump card in so little time, mere verbal instruction would never be enough.
"Looks like... at such a critical moment, I can only swallow my pride and ask Dong'er to secretly lend a hand and give them some special coaching."
As he made these plans with complete peace of mind, Yu Xiaogang did not feel there was anything wrong with asking Bibi Dong, the Pope and one of the referees, to help them cheat.
He straightened the crimson ceremonial robes that marked him as an honorary elder, held his gleaming, meticulously combed crew cut high, and strode out of the camp with confidence and arrogance, making his way along a familiar route toward the secret room where he and Bibi Dong had privately arranged to meet.
Having just returned to Pope Palace, Bibi Dong received a report from an attendant. Learning that Yu Xiaogang had actually requested to see her at such a moment, she was surprised, but after only a brief moment of thought, she hurried over.
Seeing Master Yu still dressed in that crimson ceremonial robe, a trace of softness flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes. She asked gently, "Xiaogang, you were in such a hurry to see me. Did something happen?"
Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands clasped behind his back, immediately putting on the airs of a reclusive master.
With slow, deliberate movements, he handed