Qin Ming looked at Xue Na before him. The child had a steady aura with a faint edge of sharpness-a fine seedling!
"Lightning martial souls have always been rare. Reaching such a cultivation level at your age is truly exceptional."
"One of my students also has a martial soul related to lightning. You two could spar!"
Flender also introduced Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and the others to Qin Ming.
"Dean Flender, seeing the academy as it is now makes me happy from the bottom of my heart."
Qin Ming gazed at the spirited boys and girls in the square, his voice full of emotion.
"My juniors' talents have already surpassed those of our class. Given time, they're sure to make an even greater name for themselves."
"You brat, you've actually learned to be modest."
Flender patted his shoulder, his eyes filled with an elder's pride in the younger generation.
"Back when you were at the academy, you were a little fellow who gave the whole place headaches, too. Your soul power advanced no slower than theirs."
"Besides, you're already a level sixty-five Soul Emperor. In another couple of years, you'll probably put us old fellows to shame."
Qin Ming quickly shook his head, his expression turning solemn. "You're joking, Dean."
"Without Shrek, without your and Teacher Zhao's guidance, there would be no Qin Ming today."
"I would never dare forget that kindness for as long as I live."
His gaze swept over Flender and Zhao Wuji nearby, his voice full of respect.
"If the academy hadn't taken in an orphan with nowhere to go and taught me the path of a soul master, I would probably have been swallowed up by the crowds long ago."
Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, Flender felt warmth in his heart and