You Shrek Must Compensate!

Zhuang Yusen, Lin Huiqun, Song Yunzhi, and Xuanzi stood around Mu En, each of them wearing a grave expression.

Including Mu En, there were five Elders in total.

Lin Huiqun stepped forward half a pace, her cane striking the ground with a dull thud.

"If you withdraw now, our Shrek Academy will act as if nothing ever happened."

Her aged voice was exceptionally cold.

Hearing this, Xuanzi's brows knitted together violently, his dissatisfaction nearly overflowing.

"Withdraw?"

"With so many of us here, can we not even keep these two fellows?"

"Anyone who dares to break into our Shrek Academy must pay the price!"

His gaze was locked onto Leng Yaozhu, his eyes filled with defiance.

The others nodded in succession.

Since when had Shrek ever allowed someone to strike at their doorstep while they remained weak and submissive?

They had indeed never seen a soul ring configuration of six black and three red before.

They had only heard of it in history, and their hearts had skipped a beat the moment they saw it.

Strength was one thing, but Shrek Academy had many Titled Douluo.

Even now, they hadn't all arrived; there were still more Titled Douluo on their way.

No matter how strong she was, could she really fight all of them?

With the aura of the five Elders released simultaneously, five waves of Titled Douluo-level pressure converged.

Only then did they barely manage to reach a stalemate with the aura of Leng Yaozhu alone.

Leng Yaozhu crossed her arms over her chest, her chin tilted slightly upward as her gaze swept across the faces of the five Elders one by one.

There was not a hint of worry on her face.

Except for Mu En, who was a former Limit Douluo, none of the other four had even touched the threshold of the limit.

Those who were not Limit Douluo were all trash.

"Are you all here?"

She spoke indifferently, without any emotional fluctuation.

"If you aren't, wait until you are, and I will send you all on your way together."

She didn't even need to release her Soul Spirit.

The five old things before her, plus the Titled Douluo surrounding them who hadn't made a move yet—added all together, they didn't bring her any significant pressure.

Mu En sat in his wheelchair, his hands folded over his knees, his cloudy old eyes narrowed slightly.

He did not speak.

Unlike the others, he had once been a Limit Douluo.

Although his body was now half-crippled and his strength greatly diminished, no one knew the power of a Limit Douluo better than he did.

In fact, the aura radiating from this red-haired woman seemed even stronger than his own at his peak.

There were gaps even between Limit Douluo, let alone between them and Super Douluo.

No matter how many Super Douluo stood behind them, it was useless.

They might not be able to stop her.

At most, if they all risked their lives, they could drag this woman down and keep that little child behind.

But what would happen after keeping him?

What Shrek Academy would face was the vengeance of a crazed Limit Douluo.

Could Shrek Academy withstand that?

The answer in his heart was a giant question mark.

Mu En raised his hand, stopping them.

The other three didn't know what Mu En intended to do, but they trusted him implicitly.

Mu En surely had his reasons.

Xuanzi, however, had his mouth open, wanting to say something more, but was suppressed by a single look from Mu En.

Mu En's gaze fell upon Leng Yaozhu.

"Your purpose in coming here is not to start a war with our Shrek Academy, is it?"

"As for this little child's sister, it is indeed our Shrek Academy's fault."

He tilted his head slightly, casting a glance at Zhou Yi, who sat slumped on the ground with blood still staining the corner of her mouth.

"But Zhou Yi has already been punished."

Before he could finish his sentence, Xuanzi's voice erupted like a thunderclap.

"Elder Mu."

Xuanzi took a large step forward, his expression twisted and unsightly.

"Since when has our Shrek Academy ever bowed its head to others?"

"These two ran into our Shrek Academy to run wild, and we still have to apologize to them?"

"If word of this gets out, where will Shrek Academy's face be left?"

Hearing Xuanzi's words, Mu En turned his head bit by bit, his cold, stern gaze locking onto him.

"Shut up!"

His cloudy, aged eyes were filled with disappointment.

He truly had not expected that Xuanzi had made no progress at all; what other reason could there be for him to concede?

It was simply because there was no certainty of victory and the cost would outweigh the gains.

Xuanzi's mouth remained agape, the words in his throat cut off abruptly, forced back down.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he clamped his mouth shut.

He retreated half a step, not daring to say another word.

Seeing that look of disappointment in Elder Mu's eyes once again... his heart ached.

Leng Yaozhu felt a touch of disappointment seeing Mu En back down; she had wanted to properly witness the Shrek of ten thousand years ago.

Once the battle began, she had intended to have her Soul Spirit take Gu An and Xiao Xiao away to protect them.

It seemed now that there would be no such opportunity.

She turned her head to look at Gu An, offering no reply to Mu En.

She was merely the nuclear weapon, meant for armed suppression.

The fighting was her business; the rest was left to Xiao An.

Receiving Leng Yaozhu's gaze, Gu An nodded.

He stepped forward, standing in front of Leng Yaozhu to face Mu En and the five resident elders.

"The price she paid just now was merely punishment for attempting to lay a hand on my sister."

Gu An raised a finger and pointed at Zhou Yi, who was slumped on the ground.

"Your Shrek Academy nearly destroyed the future of a twin-martial-soul genius."

"You ruined my sister's future!"

"You must compensate my sister for mental distress, lost tuition, psychological therapy, delayed prospects, the risk of damage to her twin martial souls, the trauma of being publicly humiliated by a teacher, the emotional damage of being isolated by her teammates, and the loss of justice due to the academy's cover-up..."

Gu An finished counting on his fingers, lowered his hand, and looked at Mu En.

"My sister has suffered so terribly!" After saying this, he wiped at the corner of his eye where no tears existed, his face full of fury.

Standing behind Gu An, Xiao Xiao heard the list of fees popping out of his mouth one after another.

She was stunned, but stunned or not, she caught on immediately.

She covered her head with her two small hands, her brows knitted together, her little face scrunched up, and she let out a whimpering sound.

"My head hurts so much."

While clutching her head, she peeked through her fingers at the Shrek higher-ups opposite her.

Then, she quickly squeezed her eyes shut, putting on an even more pained expression.

"When I was swatted away by the Nether White Tiger just now, I think I hit my head. I'm so dizzy, I feel so awful."

"Ah~ I'm dying!"

Her voice was soft and sweet, yet carried a hint of feebleness.

Her entire expression was written with a single line of text.

I am in pain.

I need compensation.

On the Shrek Academy side, everyone's lips were twitching.

Who among those present didn't know that this green-haired little girl was purely faking it?

Just a moment ago, when she was standing behind that red-haired woman, her eyes had been bright and sparkling, and there hadn't been a trace of discomfort on her face.

Now that the topic of compensation had come up, she suddenly had a headache, felt awful, and required restitution.

Was this not blatant extortion?

Xuanzi's face flushed a deep red, and the veins on his forehead began to bulge.

His fists were clenched tight, his entire body trembling slightly.

The one thing he couldn't stand in this life was the humiliation of being walked all over like this.

But just as he started to step forward, Mu En's gaze swept over him.

Xuanzi's feet were nailed to the ground; he didn't dare make a move.

Mu En withdrew his gaze and looked back at Gu An.

His expression finally turned somewhat unsightly, the wrinkles on his face deepening.

After a silence that lasted for several breaths, he spoke coldly, "What do you want?"

Gu An looked at Mu En, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.

"I want ten ten-thousand-year soul bones or one hundred-thousand-year soul bone."

Gu An's voice paused for a moment.

"And."

He looked into Mu En's eyes and said, enunciating every word, "The Dragon Core in your hand."