"You want to hunt Ma Xiaotao? You really dare to dream."
Hearing Meng Hongchen's words, Ye Luochen could not help turning to look her over from head to toe.
"Didn't I just tell you? Ma Xiaotao's teacher is the current dean of Shrek's Martial Soul Department.
She is absolutely one of Shrek's true inner circle, with impeccable roots. How could anyone hunt her? Who would dare hunt her?"
"Tch."
Meng Hongchen curled her lips disdainfully.
"If you ask me, how is this any different from a guard stealing from the vault? Letting someone with the traits of an evil soul master join the Supervisory Corps and hunt evil soul masters all across the continent—aren't they afraid people will laugh at them?"
"And that dean you mentioned—birds of a feather flock together. If he could take someone like her as a disciple and shield her, I'd guess he isn't a good person either.
Maybe he came up the same way himself. They're all cut from the same cloth."
Ye Luochen said nothing in response.
Because he had carried out supervisory missions before and knew exactly what the situation was like.
Overall, the Supervisory Corps was certainly a highly meaningful organization.
After all, it had indeed hunted down many evil soul masters and, to a considerable extent, curbed the evil soul masters' atrocities.
But there was one matter that was very difficult to judge.
That was the matter of "evil soul masters." The final authority to define them rested with Shrek.
Simply put, as long as Shrek deemed you an evil soul master, then regardless of what you had done, the Supervisory Corps could be dispatched at any time to strike against you.
Likewise, as long as Shrek did not consider you an evil soul master, then even if your martial soul