A few days later, Shrek Academy.
"What!?"
After recovering from his injuries, Dai Mubai returned to the academy as well. The moment he arrived, he learned from Oscar that the academy was going to disband.
"Why!?"
He gripped Oscar's shoulders tightly, disbelief filling his voice. "Why would Headmaster Flander disband the academy when everything was going so well?"
"Hey, why are you using so much force!?"
His shoulders immediately began to ache from the grip, and Oscar struggled. "Let go first, then I'll tell you."
Dai Mubai shoved him down onto a stool.
He urged impatiently, "Tell me!"
"Hiss—"
Oscar sucked in a breath and massaged his shoulders.
He had wanted to complain, but when he saw those predatory evil eyes, he swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
"Because the academy has no money. It can't keep running."
"It can't keep running?"
Dai Mubai frowned deeply. "Are you kidding me?"
Although Shrek Academy was unorthodox and located in a rundown little village, ever since he had enrolled, aside from lacking a Mimetic Cultivation ground, its other cultivation resources might not have been top-tier, but they were not poor at all.
And you called that having no money?
"I'm not lying to you!"
Oscar then told Dai Mubai what Flander had said during the dinner gathering that night.
When Dai Mubai learned that Shrek Academy had been able to continue operating because it had received support from the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, his brows furrowed. After all, his identity was rather special.
But in less than a breath, he tossed the issue of his identity to the back of his mind.
He had come here only to escape and indulge himself. He was going to die eventually anyway, so what did any of this have to