Your Holiness the Pope, Please Stop Pressuring Us

Liu Erlong unleashed her Fire Dragon Martial Soul Possession and flew straight off into the distance.

Two days later, inside Shrek Academy.

"BOOM!!"

A loud crash shook the ground of the entire courtyard violently.

Zhao Wuji, who was meditating inside the house, instantly opened his eyes with a shocked expression.

A high-tier Soul Master had run over to Shrek!

Could it be someone hunting down that old ghost Flender?

Without saying a second word, he pushed the door open and ran toward the direction the sound came from.

Just as he rushed out a few steps, he saw an open space outside the courtyard gates.

A woman burning all over with Lie Yan slowly stood up from a large crater, her aura slightly disordered and her brows filled with solemn anxiety.

"I am Zhao Wuji. Could you possibly be Liu Erlong?"

"Mn, where is Boss Dai?"

Hearing this crisp reply, Zhao Wuji clicked his tongue inwardly.

Goodness, Flender that old fox really guessed it right!

He steadied his nerves and recited the lines they had collated in advance:

"Dean Liu, in order to pull sponsorships and raise some money for the academy, Flender went to visit a friend.

As for where he went or when he'll return, I don't know."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Erlong's pretty brows furrowed tightly.

"Since Boss Dai isn't here, where are the academy's students? I have some matters I'd like to ask them clearly."

"Uh... the boys' dormitory."

"Many thanks."

Liu Erlong said no more, her figure shifting as she strode straight toward the direction of the Shrek student dormitories.

Watching her hurried receding figure, Zhao Wuji secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself silently:

Flender, oh Flender, I can only help you this much with the remaining