Yan Shaozhe's Evasion and Xuan Zi Reached a Consensus!

It was not only Xuan Zi who had a headache; Yan Shaozhe himself did as well.

Drenched in sweat, he slumped in a wicker chair, gasping heavily without pause.

He was clearly a Super Douluo above Rank 90, with a body far stronger than ordinary people could imagine. Yet at this moment, he still felt unwell and short of breath, as though an invisible hand were fiercely strangling his neck.

The reason was simple. What Long Wushang had just said went far beyond what could be summed up as a mystery of his origins.

This so-called mystery of his origins had nearly shaken the beliefs Yan Shaozhe had upheld all his life.

He had studied and grown up at Shrek Academy since childhood. The greatest pride of his life was becoming one of Shrek's upper ranks, becoming an academy dean, and continuously nurturing generation after generation of Shrek students, protecting the continent's justice and order alongside them.

As for Evil Soul Masters, they had been his mortal enemies for his entire life.

From childhood to adulthood, he had personally slain countless Evil Soul Masters. Time and again, he had disregarded his own life, all to utterly eradicate those who brought disaster upon the continent.

Yet now, someone was telling him that the blood of the Evil Soul Masters he had hated his entire life flowed through his veins. Even the Light Phoenix martial soul he had once been so proud of had been inherited from one of the strongest Evil Soul Masters alive.

How could he possibly accept such a vast contrast between reality and his ideals?

The people he had hated all his life were actually his blood relatives?

This absurd, almost Xiao-like truth was impossible for Yan Shaozhe to accept.

His harsh breathing echoed repeatedly through the silent