The moment the old man finished speaking, two figures shot forward.
One was tall and imposing, with shoulder-length blond hair and eyes of two different colors.
The other wore a Blue Outfit and looked far more ordinary.
Neither wasted a word. They immediately unleashed their Soul Power.
In an instant, three Soul Rings—two yellow and one purple—rose beneath their feet.
Their Soul Power created an invisible pressure in the air that bore down on the father and son.
Bang!
The boy's father staggered slightly under its force.
"Want your registration fee back?"
"Simple. Beat me, and it's yours!"
Dai Mubai cast the boy's father a cold glance. Sweat immediately beaded on the man's forehead.
Tang San smiled beside him. "Mu Bai, don't be so violent."
He then turned a gentle expression on the father and son.
"Don't worry, you two. We won't attack people for no reason. But you can forget about getting your registration fee back."
"A fall into a pit makes you wiser. This might not be a bad thing for you."
The boy's father glanced once more at the wooden box of Gold Soul Coins on the table. "Just our bad luck," he muttered, then strode away with his son.
Watching them leave, Dai Mubai laughed. "Xiao San, you're too softhearted. That'll cost you out in the world."
Tang San smiled at that.
His rule had always been simple: if others left him alone, he left them alone!
As long as no one touched what was most precious to him, he could be quite magnanimous.
With Tang San and Dai Mubai there, no one else tried to reclaim their registration fee.
The two of them returned to the old man's side.
"Mu Bai, do you think Shrek Academy will recruit any students this year?" Tang San asked