"This isn't right..."
"This isn't anything like what Dai Huabin told me!"
Despair covered Zhang San's face.
He had been promised a Soul Emperor...
You called a Super Douluo a Soul Emperor? Dai Huabin, you fucking deserve to die!
"My lord..."
"That scoundrel Dai Huabin blinded me to the truth. Could you please spare this lowly one's life...?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang San bowed heavily before Chu Ge, wishing he could kowtow a few more times with his head striking the ground.
If his opponent were a Soul Douluo, he might still have been able to put up a fight; if his opponent were a Titled Douluo, he might still have been able to struggle for a thread of survival. But a Super Douluo...
And that combination of Soul Rings...
He would have had a hard time staying alive even if he wanted to!
"So you're saying I wrongfully accused you?"
Chu Ge smiled and asked in return.
"No, this lowly one still deserves ten thousand deaths."
"Well said."
Chu Ge nodded in agreement, then pronounced Zhang San's death sentence under his faintly hopeful gaze.
"Then go die."
He easily snapped Zhang San's neck, casually tossed his corpse aside, and headed toward Shrek Academy.
"Let's go, Yudie."
Chu Ge looked at his disciple beside him and spoke slowly.
Then both figures vanished in a flash.
Inside Shrek Academy.
"What are you looking at?"
Dai Huabin arrived at the academy in a wonderful mood. But when passing students looked his way, fury appeared on his face again, and he snapped coldly.
What are you staring at? Of course you could pay attention to me when I was still a genius, but now...
You all want to laugh at me?
"What's wrong with looking at you?"
"You loser."
At his words,