"Evil can never triumph over good. Hahaha, what a fine saying!"
"Have you told that lie so often that you believe it yourselves?"
Zhongli Wu laughed heartily, his gaze brimming with contempt as he looked at Yan Shaozhe.
Yan Shaozhe's face was as pale as paper. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, even staining the front of his robes red.
"You are Evil Soul Masters, so of course you represent evil. Shrek Academy and all Soul Masters who aren't Evil Soul Masters represent justice."
Though battered, he remained stubborn.
"Interesting. Truly fascinating. So you're the ones who decide who represents justice and who represents evil."
The corners of Zhongli Wu's mouth rose into a mocking smile. "Evil Soul Masters, Evil Soul Masters-isn't that just a label you slapped on us?
"Then have you ever considered that, in our eyes, your actions also clash with our beliefs? To us, you are evil, and we represent justice."
"Well..." Yan Shaozhe froze at those words, as though he had turned to stone.
Zhongli Wu infused his voice with soul power, carrying it farther so that more people could hear him.
The Evil Soul Masters were all worked into a frenzy, as though they had been injected with chicken blood.
Every one of them shouted that their Cult Master was right.
His words were nothing short of ultimate truths.
On Shrek's side, everyone's face turned ashen, their expressions ghastly.
In their minds, Evil Soul Masters were nothing but a pack of lunatics. They had never expected these lunatics to say something so reasonable.
"We have never admitted that we are evil. Likewise, we do not believe that you represent justice."
"Today, we will destroy Shrek Academy, and history will be written by us. A hundred years, a thousand years from now, everyone