Xiao Wu blinked in confusion and tilted her head. "Teacher Zhao, what do you mean?"
Her voice was full of confusion. She clearly didn't understand why Zhao Wuji had said that two Soul Elders like them couldn't stop the child in front of them.
Zhao Wuji turned around, his smile fading a little. He looked deeply at Xiao Wu. "Because he's a Soul King."
"What?!" Tang San and Xiao Wu cried out almost at the same time. Their eyes widened in disbelief.
"A Soul King?!" Xiao Wu repeated, unable to believe it. "Teacher Zhao, are you sure you're not mistaken? He looks younger than us! How could he already be a Soul King?"
Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance. They were both geniuses among geniuses, yet even they were only a little over level thirty.
How could they not be shocked that someone clearly several years younger than them was already a Soul King?
After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Wuji asked Lin Ze'an, "May I ask what brings you to Shrek?"
Lin Ze'an looked at Zhao Wuji and chuckled. "I told you, I'm just here to look around. Why so nervous?"
If nothing unexpected happened, Zhao Wuji should be able to guess where he was from.
It was quite a feat, trying to look calm while his heart was pounding.
Watching Lin Ze'an's unruffled manner, Zhao Wuji thought to himself, With talent like that, this kid is probably from Spirit Hall...
After a moment's silence, Zhao Wuji realized there was nothing he could do about Lin Ze'an, and he didn't dare drive him away. After much hesitation, he could only give in.
He beckoned Tang San over.
"Xiao San," Zhao Wuji instructed him, "show our... guest around the academy."
Before long, though Tang San was supposedly