What happened in the Arena.
To Xu Cheng, it was child's play. Though twenty or thirty years later, most of these people would become pillars of their respective factions, their emotional behavior still struck him as rather innocent and naive.
Clearly, these Shrek Inner Court disciples felt deeply sorry for Chen Zifeng.
Even several of the boys who cursed him did so out of concern. Their furious rebukes had a simple purpose: to make Chen Zifeng change his mind and return to Shrek's warm, welcoming family.
But some remained silent.
They knew there was no going back.
On Sea God Island.
The scene of Inner Court disciples laughing and chatting in perfect harmony.
It was sliced apart by a sharp sword, falling slowly like a torn curtain to reveal the cruel reality beneath.
That figure walked away with heavy steps. The Shrek Inner Court disciples, reduced to a backdrop, stood in utter silence, their faces reflecting every shade of emotion. Then they slowly blurred, until they were left completely behind the doors.
"You don't suspect him?" Ma Xiaotao had appeared beside Xu Cheng at some point. She casually drained her orange juice and set it on the table, her beautiful eyes slightly hazy as she stared fixedly at him.
She looked like a woman drinking away her sorrows in a bar, her expression dazed.
"Don't employ someone you doubt; don't doubt someone you employ," Xu Cheng said calmly.
He would not waste time wondering whether Chen Zifeng's surrender was genuine, nor did he care. Used properly, this boy would become a sharp blade in his hand, thrust straight into Shrek's heart.
His strategic significance far outweighed his combat value.
The Sun Moon Empire had plenty of geniuses, especially in this year's cohort. Having one more or one fewer Chen Zifeng