Lin Hui's soul gnashed his teeth.
All he wanted now was to deal with Di Tian, but he had no opening whatsoever.
Even the people backing him had told him not to act rashly. Public opinion could not be defied.
If anything happened to Di Tian at a time like this, everyone on the entire continent would simply attack them as Evil Soul Masters. Whoever came would die.
This was the era of The Legend of the Dragon King, no longer ten thousand years ago.
Public opinion really could destroy a faction now, however powerful it was, even if it had a Quasi-God among its ranks.
Di Tian stepped out of the Soul Tool car.
Dozens of bodyguards in suits cleared the way as Di Tian, dressed in dazzling attire, made a very high-profile entrance into Shrek Academy.
Although Shrek had only recently been blown up, a rough framework had already been rebuilt.
Shoddy construction certainly was fast. It sought only efficiency, not quality.
Ya Li and the others were waiting at the academy gates to welcome him, showing just how much importance they attached to Di Tian and this matter.
Di Tian felt rather reflective at that moment.
This was his second visit to Shrek Academy-the Shrek of this era.
The first had been when he wreaked havoc in Shrek and triggered a Heavenly Tribulation to blow it up.
The second was now, when he had come to Shrek to scheme against them.
And collect a debt along the way.
Shrek Academy really had suffered eight lifetimes of rotten luck by running into him.
No.
Rather, it had suffered eight lifetimes of rotten luck after running into him and Lin Ming.
But this much was nowhere near enough.
Shrek Academy had not suffered enough yet, and he had not