Old Friends Meet, Ye Xishui's Brilliant Performance, Six Thousand Words

"Yes, Sea God Pavilion."

With a wave of Qian Chaoguang's hand, the entire hall suddenly seemed to come alive, becoming incomparably bright in an instant.

Countless powers of light gathered here, and that warm feeling continuously soothed the hearts of everyone present.

"How does it feel, Xiaoyao, entering Shrek Academy's Sea God Pavilion as an Evil Soul Master?"

A figure slowly condensed into form in the air.

That familiar voice was one Long Xiaoyao would never forget in his life.

"Mu En."

Looking at the young Mu En, whose entire body radiated a Light Aura, Long Xiaoyao opened his mouth. Countless words surged in his heart, all wanting to be spoken at this moment.

But when those once-familiar words reached his lips, he could not say them no matter what.

In the end, they could only turn into the two words "Mu En," calling out the name of an old friend from days past.

Countless sorrows and emotions were all folded into that single call.

Mu En glanced at Ye Xishui, who was still sealed, and did not say much. He reached out and gestured for Long Xiaoyao to sit at the side.

At the right moment, Qian Chaoguang took a pot of Yellow Spring Immortal Dew and two cups from his Storage Soul Tool, placed them on the table, and filled them for the two old men.

Mu En could not help laughing. "Why are there only two cups?"

Qian Chaoguang replied stiffly, "Senior Long can still be called a person, at least. As your old friend, at least for now, and out of consideration for your face, I can reluctantly show him a little respect. But Ye Xishui? She isn't worthy."

"All right, all right."

Mu En smiled and shook his head, then pushed the cup a little