Evening, inside the Sea God's Pavilion.
A long table stood in the meeting room, with more than a dozen elders seated along its sides.
At the head of the table sat an elderly man in a long robe, his head lowered so that no one could make out his face.
"Shaozhe, Lin'er, what did you two call this Sea God Pavilion Meeting in such a blazing hurry to discuss?"
The speaker was a slovenly old man with disheveled hair. In his left hand, he held a large chicken drumstick, glistening with grease and wafting an enticing aroma, which he was devouring with gusto. In his right was an enormous wine gourd, from which he took the occasional swig.
He was none other than Shrek Academy's foremost figure in the public eye, the Taotie Douluo, Xuan Zi.
"Xuan Zi, esteemed elders, I invited you all here today because of a student who concerns the future of our Shrek Academy."
As soon as Yan Shaozhe said this, the elders seated on either side of the long table began whispering among themselves.
"Shaozhe, is he really as extraordinary as you make him sound?"
Hearing Xuan Zi's question, Yan Shaozhe rose from his seat beside him and handed over Huo Yuhao's registration form.
Xuan Zi wiped his grease-covered hand on the corner of his clothes and casually accepted the registration form Yan Shaozhe offered.
He merely skimmed it, but his indifferent expression instantly froze.
"Eleven years old, Level 38, twin martial souls, ultimate ice?"
He abruptly raised his head and stared at Yan Shaozhe. "Are you sure you aren't lying, brat?"
"Every word is true!"
"Is his background clear?"
"Xuan Zi, Yuhao's background is on the back."
Xuan Zi turned Huo Yuhao's registration form over and scanned it, immediately furrowing his brow.
"The Star