Li Moxun's voice was soft and calm.
As he listened to Li Moxun's words, Wu Zhangkong looked at him, studying the boy's eyes.
In those calm, autumn-water-like eyes, he could not see the slightest yearning for Shrek Academy.
Normally, whether they were ordinary students, students from prestigious institutions, or even Shrek Academy students, whenever Shrek Academy was mentioned, there would be a trace of longing in their eyes.
Yet the boy before him seemed completely indifferent to Shrek Academy.
"Do you truly want to join Shrek Academy? But from the way you are, it seems you aren't very interested in Shrek Academy."
"Moxun, there's no need to rush to deny it. I've spoken about many things concerning Shrek Academy during class."
"For the most part, you weren't very concerned, and you didn't even seem to care. May I ask why you want to go to Shrek Academy so quickly?"
Wu Zhangkong looked straight into Li Moxun's eyes, his expression calm yet serious.
If the boy before him truly wanted to go to Shrek Academy and join the junior class, he was willing to ask his teacher for a favor.
After all, he had never seen such talent and strength in his entire life.
He was willing to pay the price for this astonishingly gifted boy. He was even willing to set aside the pride he had once held so dear and give him an opportunity.
But first, he needed to know what the other party was thinking—or rather, what exactly he wanted.
Meeting Wu Zhangkong's gaze, Li Moxun first lowered his head slightly and fell silent for a second before raising it again.
Those crimson eyes looked at Wu Zhangkong. In the end, he did not lie.
"I'm not interested in Shrek Academy. But whether it's joining the junior class