Hearing Dai Mubai's roar, Yu Xiaogang looked somewhat embarrassed. After all, he had personally experienced what happened after putting on the mask.
Of course he knew. As for why he had kept quiet-who would dare wear it if he told them?
Even without being told, Dai Mubai was reacting this strongly. If he had known, how could he possibly have used it at a critical moment?
As for why he had not given it to his own disciple, Little Three, that was his disciple, the one who would win him fame and glory.
If his disciple turned into a monster, who would still respect Yu Xiaogang? Besides, his disciple was hardly weak to begin with.
He was a full-fledged Soul King, and he cultivated the trash martial soul, Blue Silver Grass.
No matter how he looked at it, Dai Mubai was the best choice for cannon fodder.
So Yu Xiaogang coughed, then assumed an air of righteous conviction. Lowering his head, he sighed at Dai Mubai.
"Mubai, what are you saying? I did this for the team's sake.
"Think about how powerful you were after putting on the mask. You single-handedly tore through the entire Elephant Armor Academy.
"Even the Imperial Fighting Team has never achieved that honor. You crushed an advanced academy's team. Your strength was enough to rival Spirit Hall's Golden Generation."
"What are you rambling on about? I'm asking why putting on the mask turned me into that thing! Why didn't you tell me beforehand?
"Do I, Dai Mubai, have no dignity? The Shrek Academy Team's victory matters, but does that mean my dignity doesn't?
"Do you know what kind of mission rests on my shoulders? After turning into that thing, how am I supposed to show my face back home?"
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