Titan's Collapse, Returning to Spirit Hall for Now

As night deepened, Shrek Academy fell silent.

The lights on the training grounds had already gone out, leaving only a dim candle burning in the office.

When Flender pushed open the door and entered, Yu Xiaogang was sitting at the desk, flipping through a yellowed notebook, with a cup of tea long gone cold beside him.

Flender did not stand on ceremony. He pulled over a chair, sat down, crossed one leg over the other, and remained silent for quite a while before speaking.

"Xiao Gang, there's something I've never asked you."

Yu Xiaogang's hand paused as he turned the page, and he looked up at him.

"Go ahead."

Flender carefully chose his words.

"You have the status of an honorary elder of Spirit Hall. If Dai Mubai and the others really win the championship, would you be willing to help them?

"I've known Mubai for a long time. The kid is proud, but he's not bad at heart. Zhu Zhuqing too. It wasn't easy for them to escape from the Star Luo Empire."

Yu Xiaogang did not answer immediately.

He closed the notebook, lifted the cold tea, and took a sip without even furrowing his brow, looking utterly unruffled.

"That depends on what kind of people they are."

Yu Xiaogang set down his cup, his tone calm.

"If they are worth it, I may not be unable to lend them a hand."

Flender raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

Yu Xiaogang leaned back in his chair, clasping his hands over his abdomen as his gaze settled on the heavy night beyond the window.

"I am a master. Teaching students is my duty. If they make something of themselves, are willing to work hard in training, and willing to risk their lives in competition,

"then I will naturally step