"Th-this isn't appropriate, is it?"
Tree Bro instinctively looked toward Jiang Hao.
If they really let Du Busi rampage through the Dou Ling Empire wearing Xuan Zi's skin, wouldn't it draw Shrek's attention?
After all, how could Xuan Zi just happen to be away from Shrek Academy at this exact time?
(Meanwhile, deep in the Star Dou Great Forest, Xuan Zi suddenly sneezed.
He looked at the large and small intestines of the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, a wild black pig, beneath his feet and couldn't help swallowing.
Honestly, I've only been out here taking it easy for a few days, and someone already misses me?
Shrek really can't do without this old man. One day without me and the whole place would fall apart.)
"What are you afraid of? Just make me the outfit. You won't go unrewarded."
"Oh, right. I almost forgot you don't know Xuan Zi. Let me look."
"Aha! I've even got a photograph of him!"
As Du Busi spoke, a black soul-guided camera appeared in his hand, and a photograph slid out.
It showed Xuan Zi, gray with dust and disheveled, his white hair hanging loose, pinned beneath Du Busi's foot in a deep pit.
Around them lay the wreckage of Shrek City. It looked like the photo had been taken the last time Du Busi caused havoc there.
With image quality that good, the camera had to have been right in his face.
Tree Bro looked helpless, while Jiang Hao nodded his agreement inside the Spiritual Sea.
Since his boss had agreed to Du Busi's request, Tree Bro took the photograph.
He swallowed it whole. With a high-resolution image as a reference, he could reproduce Xuan Zi's face and clothes more accurately.
Soon, the writhing lump of tree sap stuck to Du Busi's face.