After hearing Lu Qibin out, everyone from Shrek Academy's expressions changed drastically. "It's them!!!"
Lu Qibin froze. "You've met that group?"
"Teacher Lu Qibin, you've really gotten us into deep trouble." Oscar, who was being carried on Yu Xiaogang's back, complained bitterly.
Tang San, Xiao Wu, Chang Gong Miao, and the others also looked at Lu Qibin strangely. If Lu Qibin had followed them in and told them what had happened, they would not have been beaten so badly with intelligence in hand.
The outcome might even have been reversed.
"Did something happen?" Lu Qibin felt his scalp tingle beneath Tang San and the others' stares, growing uncomfortable.
Flender said, "Old Lu, weren't you curious how the little monsters got hurt this badly? Those seven children under twelve you mentioned were the ones who did this. If you'd told us earlier that they possessed the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, we wouldn't have been caught so off guard."
"Uh—" Lu Qibin awkwardly scratched the back of his head. "Wasn't I worried they'd notice me?"
"Teacher Lu Qibin, was that really all?" Oscar looked at him suspiciously. He knew just how stingy Shrek's teachers were—the sort who had been terrified of poverty for far too long.
Most likely, he had just been reluctant to buy tickets.
Lu Qibin took a deep breath. "Fine, there were other external factors."
Flender was stunned. "What other external factors?"
"You've got the nerve to ask? Think carefully—how many years has it been since you last paid us?" Lu Qibin rolled his eyes at him irritably.
"Paying wages? Is that even a thing in this world?" Flender looked completely justified.
Lu Qibin did not answer. He merely stared at him fixedly, his gaze full of contempt. The others did the same.
"Cough." Flender felt guilty and