Ning Rongrong gave him a deep look, a trace of regret and admiration flashing through her eyes.
She nodded softly without another word. As she turned and left, the glow of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda gradually vanished into the night.
Watching her receding figure, Flender let out a long sigh and walked over to Oscar.
"Oscar, why? You had a chance to survive."
Oscar flashed a brilliant smile, casually tossed a Sausage into his mouth, and instantly felt vitality flood through his body.
"Dean, there's no need to say more. Shrek is my home. How could I leave?"
Oscar clenched his fists and looked at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun before continuing.
"As long as everyone is still here, there's no hurdle we can't overcome."
The night wind brushed against his thin clothes, but it could not disperse the burning passion and resolve in his eyes.
Yet Shrek Academy fell into an eerie silence.
When Dai Mubai was carried back to his room, the bloodstains on his clothes had already hardened into dark brown clots. Every faint breath came with a muffled sound from his chest.
The burns still ravaged Ma Hongjun's charred skin. The healing Sugar Beans Shao Xin had prepared could only temporarily ease his injuries; they could not cure the wounds that had sunk deep into his bones.
The two teachers handling the transport moved with extreme care, afraid of disturbing the two battered students. The creaking of the wooden beds against the floor sounded especially piercing in the silent corridor.
Oscar returned to his cramped room and casually tossed the storage pouch containing Sausages onto the bed.
He slumped into a battered wooden chair, which groaned beneath his weight.
Oscar stared at the pitch-black night outside his window. Shen Lian's cold face and that terrifyingly