Seeing Mu En lose his temper, Yan Shaozhe dared not argue, however dissatisfied he felt, and respectfully agreed. Xian Lin'er, meanwhile, wore a triumphant smile.
Vice Dean Cai Mei'er hurried to smooth things over for Yan Shaozhe. "Mu En, what should we do about this year's All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament?
"There are only a dozen or so disciples in the Inner Court right now. Only two meet the age requirement, but their abilities are somewhat lacking. Should we send those two along with the Soul Tool Department member who was eliminated last time?"
Xuan Zi nodded awkwardly and said,
"If I fly them over, we should still make it in time."
Mu En shook his head. "No. There's no need to send them reinforcements. Let them do what they can."
"What?" All the Senior Elders were startled.
One of the Senior Elders could not help saying, "Mu En, the academy's honor is at stake."
Mu En smiled faintly and said,
"Yes! Honor. Don't you think we've long since been held hostage by that honor over the years?
"Losing isn't frightening. Complacency is. Certain people already believe the Martial Soul Department is invincible under heaven. It's time to sound the alarm.
"Over the past thirty years, soul tools have developed rapidly, changing almost by the day. But how has our Soul Tool Department progressed? We're more than a little behind the Sun Moon Empire, aren't we? The times are advancing, and our thinking must keep moving forward too. Even if we sent reinforcements, would they necessarily do better than those children?
"Most importantly, don't forget that they still have Gu Qingnian. Don't underestimate him. Remember... he has never revealed his true strength.
"Even Xiaotao and the others combined are no match for him..."
The entire room erupted.