Five years had passed, yet Yan Shaozhe's appearance seemed unchanged. Only a trace of weariness had crept into his eyes. Although the affair in the Star Dou Great Forest was over, the aftershocks of the Dragon Emperor Douluo's emergence and the Scarlet King's death were not so easily dispelled.
Both the Dragon Emperor Douluo and the mysterious force that had killed the Scarlet King were dangerously unpredictable forces to Shrek Academy, especially given that they might have come from the Holy Spirit Cult.
Unfortunately, despite searching for traces of the Holy Spirit Cult all these years, Shrek Academy had found very little, as though the cult did not exist at all.
Seeing Jiang Hai appear before him again, Yan Shaozhe could not help feeling delighted.
He had watched this boy grow step by step and had nurtured him as his own disciple. Yet, five years ago, an utterly ordinary Soul Fighting Tournament had nearly cost him this disciple in whom he had placed such high hopes.
"Dean!" Jiang Hai said.
Yan Shaozhe looked at him with a trace of bitterness. "Are you still unwilling to call me Teacher?"
Zhang Lexuan left the room.
Jiang Hai remained silent for a long time before forcing out the words. "Tea...cher!"
"Good, good!" A radiant smile spread across Yan Shaozhe's face. He walked over, patted Jiang Hai's shoulder, and looked him up and down. "Five years have passed, and you've grown into a man who can hold up the heavens and stand firm upon the earth. You've had a hard time these past few years. Have you been doing well at the Civilization Research Institute?"
Startled, Jiang Hai asked, "Dean... Teacher, you know the Civilization Research Institute is connected to me?"
Yan Shaozhe smiled. "You underestimate our academy's strength. You vanished without a trace