Half an hour later.
Inside the Sea God Pavilion's meeting room.
All the elders had assembled, but at that moment, every gaze turned toward Xuan Zi in unison.
He showed none of his usual slovenliness.
He sat ramrod straight in his chair.
He was neither eating a chicken leg nor drinking.
His face was bruised and swollen, and his right arm was wrapped in bandages.
Injuries of various sizes covered his body.
His eyes were especially bad—not only were they blackened, but two fist marks were still visible around them.
He looked utterly pitiful.
Curiosity stirred among the elders, and they exchanged voice transmissions, wondering who on the continent could have battered the level 98 Xuan Zi like this.
Aside from Mu En, there hardly seemed to be anyone capable of it.
But why would Mu En have beaten Xuan Zi so badly?
"Quiet down, everyone. The meeting begins now."
Mu En's calm voice rang out.
The other elders immediately stopped exchanging messages.
Their gazes all turned toward the head seat.
"I called this meeting at short notice."
"There is only one item on the agenda: Xuan Zi's actions during this Tournament..."
Mu En briefly explained what Xuan Zi had done.
"Although Xuan Zi was the mastermind behind these matters, some of you must have helped him carry them out."
At those words.
Yan Shaozhe and several elders lowered their heads in their seats.
Mu En continued, "The cheating in this Tournament has had a severe negative impact on Shrek, so Xuan Zi must be punished harshly! What punishment do you think he should receive? Little Song, you speak first."
The woman Mu En called Little Song.
Was the third-ranking figure in the Sea God Pavilion.
Song Yunzhi, whose martial soul was the Azure Shadow Divine Eagle, was a level