Xuan Zi glared furiously. Although he and Huo Yuhao had never gotten along, this was the first time Huo Yuhao had pointed straight at his nose and berated him.
An immense pressure involuntarily radiated from his body.
Yet Huo Yuhao seemed completely unaffected and continued, "To be honest, I still have some affection for Shrek Academy."
"After all, I lived and studied there for over a year. Whether in the dormitories, the teaching buildings, the experimental area, beside Sea God Lake, or in Shrek City, my footprints are everywhere."
At this point, he paused, sweeping his gaze over the people from Shrek and the Tang Sect.
"And it's not just the places, but the people too. Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao, Huabin, Zhu Lu... and Zhou Sichen, Cao Jinxuan, Teacher Zhou, Brother Yu. We all got along fairly well back then, so I don't bear a grudge against Shrek."
"But I really dislike the academy's leadership. There's this strange, indescribable atmosphere that permeates it from top to bottom."
Huo Yuhao paused again, then said evenly, "Xuan Zi, I'll address you respectfully as Elder Xuan one last time. Stop clinging to that glory you can't let go of. Once you lose in a moment, hurry up and take them back to Shrek City."
Xuan Zi said gravely, "Huo Yuhao, do you think this glory belongs to me alone? It belongs to every Shrek student, every predecessor of Shrek."
"The championship of the Whole Continent Youth Soul Master Tournament must belong to Shrek, and can only belong to Shrek."
"As the current master of the Sea God Pavilion, I cannot allow Shrek's glory to be buried in my hands."
Huo Yuhao demanded coldly, "So for this so-called glory, you insist on using any means necessary, at any cost. Is that it?"
Xuan Zi