Long Time No See

But reality dealt her a crushing blow.

The young man she had once admired so deeply, secretly looked up to, had not only become the sworn enemy of all Shrek Academy, crushing its many powerhouses and shattering its ten-thousand-year pride—every one of his underlings was actually an Evil Soul Master!

In the established understanding of the Douluo Continent, Evil Soul Masters were synonymous with villains: evil, sinister beings everyone had the right to destroy.

The beautiful image Ye Xinglan had held in her heart shattered completely, and more than half her resolve collapsed with it.

The two stood in the corner, conversing in low voices. The suspicion, disappointment, and resistance in their words were not concealed in the slightest.

They had subjectively decided that dark aura was equivalent to evil, and that any soul master with a dark aura had to be an Evil Soul Master.

The Psychedelic Black Hand, standing in the center of the room, was far stronger than either of them, and his perception was on an entirely different level.

He heard every bit of their hushed muttering, as well as the resistance hidden in their hearts, with absolute clarity.

At once, the Psychedelic Black Hand's face darkened. He was visibly displeased.

Turning toward the two girls in the corner, he spoke with obvious impatience. "You two, huddling in the corner and chattering away—what secrets are you whispering about?"

He had absolutely no intention of explaining himself.

In his eyes, the thoughts of these two little girls were laughably childish.

Judging good and evil from a single trace of aura, casually labeling people and drawing conclusions—such shallow thinking belonged only to children.

So what if it was dark aura?

Did dark aura necessarily mean evil?

The Black Hand Clan wielded the power of dark phantoms and demons,