After leaving the cafeteria, Flender did not return to his room to rest. Instead, he slowly made his way alone to the square at the center of the academy.
The moonlight was beautiful tonight.
Bright moonlight poured down, coating the entire square in a silvery-white glow, as though it had been covered with a thin layer of frost.
The distant trees swayed gently in the night breeze, casting mottled shadows.
Flender found a bench and sat down, raising his head to gaze at the stars filling the sky.
His thoughts involuntarily drifted back over the experiences of most of his life.
From awakening his martial soul all those years ago, to wandering the world of soul masters alone, then meeting Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong and forming the Golden Iron Triangle, earning a formidable reputation across the continent.
Back then, they had been high-spirited and unstoppable, the center of attention wherever they went.
Unfortunately, that incident happened later.
The Golden Iron Triangle fell apart. Brothers turned against each other, and close friends departed.
Disheartened, he returned to Suotuo City and used the savings he had accumulated over the years to establish Shrek Academy.
In the blink of an eye, so many years had passed.
Now that they were about to move away, he truly found it hard to let go.
Every brick, every tile, every blade of grass and tree here had been arranged by his own hands.
Those shabby training grounds, that crude cafeteria, even that office that leaked whenever it rained—all of them carried far too many of his memories.
Just as he was lost in these thoughts, a set of footsteps came from nearby.
Flender turned his head and saw Oscar jogging over.
The kid had clearly come specifically to find him.
When Oscar reached Flender's side