"Li Si, well done!"
Right off the bat, Qin Ming first gave him his approval.
Knowing there was more to his words, Li Si did not puff up with pride like the others, but quietly waited for what came next.
Unable to catch him making a misstep, Qin Ming could only cough awkwardly and state outright, "Friendship comes first. As the captain, you were too heavy-handed."
Although he ate the Heaven Dou Empire's rice, he was still a Shrek man in spirit, thinking of its interests at every turn. Shrek Academy did not even qualify to enter the Soul Master Tournament, after all, and Qin Ming had missed the tournament because of it, leaving him with a lifelong regret.
More astonishing still, as the Second-Youngest Soul Emperor of Douluo Continent, his Soul Ring configuration was yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black.
As everyone knew, raising one's Soul Power became harder with every major realm crossed. Especially after reaching Soul King, gaining even a single level was no easy feat unless one cheated.
To break through to Soul Emperor without even having a ten-thousand-year fifth Soul Ring could only be called an extraordinary talent.
Flender and Zhao Wuji, both Soul Saints, had optimal configurations, yet neither had thought to find their student a good Soul Ring. What a waste of that talent.
Even so, Qin Ming had no complaints or regrets. His love for Shrek ran deep, and he criticized his own student on the opposing side's behalf. Lin Qian, at least, could not understand it.
Being a bootlicker was one thing, provided the person whose boots you licked was pretty. But what was with licking men's boots-and a whole bunch of them at that, meaning Zhao Wuji and the others!
For this man whose body was in Heaven Dou but