Yan Shaozhe's smile was warm, but it did not reach his eyes. "Hall Master Hongchen, haven't you come in person as well? Last time you visited our Shrek Academy, you paid the entrance fee, yet we failed to properly extend our hospitality as hosts. How discourteous of us."
He was alluding to the humiliation Jing Hongchen had suffered at the Sea God Pavilion last time. A Level 9 Soul Tool! It had fallen into Shrek Academy's hands just like that. Even the fixed-charge Soul Cannons he had deployed outside had been seized by Shrek Academy. Sun Moon Academy had suffered devastating losses.
The muscles in Jing Hongchen's cheeks twitched. Clearly, Yan Shaozhe had struck a sore spot, and he immediately retorted, "I hear that your academy's Mu En has passed away? My condolences, Dean Yan! Alas, to think that our meeting that day would be our last. What a pity. Among all the Titled Douluos I have met, Mu En was indeed the strongest and the most worthy of respect."
Jing Hongchen's counterattack was even more vicious, tearing open Yan Shaozhe's deepest wound.
Yan Shaozhe's expression instantly turned icy. Unable to maintain his false smile any longer, he said coldly, "Hall Master Hongchen, let's stop wasting our breath on these empty words. Since we have already reached an agreement, let us exchange students now. On behalf of Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department, I welcome your academy's students to study with us."
Standing behind Dai Youheng, Nana had heard every word of the conversation below through her formidable perception as a Titled Douluo. She could not help chuckling and shaking her head. "These two deans keep mocking each other and exposing each other's sore spots, crossing swords with their words. They're like two sulking children. Where is the dignity befitting the