Qian Daoliu sat beside Shen Zhou, his long golden hair gleaming beneath the sunlight. His brilliant golden eyes were as calm as still water, revealing no emotion.
"Young Master Dai, please sit." Shen Zhou pointed at the chair across from him.
Dai Yueheng hesitated for a moment before sitting down.
He took out an invitation from his robes and presented it with both hands.
"Dean Shen, Mu En asked me to deliver an invitation to you."
Shen Zhou accepted the invitation, unfolded it, glanced over it, and then handed it to Qian Daoliu.
After reading it, Qian Daoliu raised his brows slightly and handed it back to Shen Zhou.
"Mu En wants my elder brother and me to visit Shrek Academy?" Shen Zhou's lips curved upward.
"Yes." Dai Yueheng nodded. "Elder Mu said there were some misunderstandings between Shrek Academy and Martial Soul Academy, and he hoped they could be cleared up face-to-face."
"A misunderstanding?" Shen Zhou gave a soft laugh. "Young Master Dai, do you think this is a misunderstanding?"
Dai Yueheng fell silent.
He did not know how to answer.
If he said it was a misunderstanding?
Xuan Zi and Ma Xiaotao's deaths could not be erased by calling it a misunderstanding.
If he said it was not?
Then he had come to declare war.
Shen Zhou did not make things difficult for him. He placed the invitation on the table, interlaced his fingers, and leaned back in his chair.
"Young Master Dai, go back and tell Elder Mu that my elder brother Qian Daoliu and I will pay him a visit in three days."
Dai Yueheng froze.
He had thought he would need to spend a great deal of effort persuading them. He had even prepared himself to be refused.
He had not expected Shen Zhou to