Xiao Xiao's movements naturally caught the attention of Xuan Zi, who was tearing into his beef shank beside them. He snorted, then said,
"Enough already, you lot. It's just a lousy third Soul Skill, and you're whispering in each other's ears over it. As if you could go your whole life without using that third Soul Skill in front of anyone else. What's there to hide?"
With Xuan Zi calling her out, an embarrassed look immediately appeared on Xiao Xiao's face.
Just then, Huo Yuhao reached out to stop Xiao Xiao from defending herself. A smile appeared on his face as he said,
"You've had too much to drink, haven't you? That sounds awfully ignorant. An ordinary Soul Master only gets a maximum of nine Soul Skills in their entire life.
"Even in battle, any ranking of those skills is based on their Soul Power consumption. What does that have to do with whether a Soul Skill is worth anything?"
Xiao Xiao looked up at Huo Yuhao, who had spoken up for her. Xuan Zi snorted, then looked at Huo Yuhao and said,
"Whatever you say, you're a team. You shouldn't be hiding the effects of your Soul Skills from each other. Otherwise, how can you achieve the best coordination?"
Huo Yuhao gave a cold laugh, then said to Xuan Zi,
"We're Shrek Academy. Everyone standing in front of you is an elite handpicked by Shrek Academy. If I remember correctly, Shrek's rule is that it only accepts monsters. If we can't even manage something as basic as coordinating with an ability a teammate reveals on the fly, then what kind of damned monsters are we?"
Xuan Zi froze at Huo Yuhao's words. Then he gave a light cough, lowered his head, and resumed tearing into his beef shank without