Nearly a year has passed quietly, Soul Fighting Arena has gradually returned to its former prosperity and tranquility.
Since Zhao Tie's escape, Shrek Academy has not sent anyone to bother them again, and everything seems to have returned to peace.
On this day, a birthday celebration was held Soul Fighting Arena, which was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations and was very lively.
Inside the banquet hall of the Soul Fighting Arena, every table was laden with sumptuous food and fine wine, and the air was filled with a faint aroma of wine and perfume.
Liang Wu and Father Zhang sat in the middle, holding wine cups in their hands, their faces beaming with rare relaxed smiles.
"Haha, I really didn't expect it. Just as you said, Shrek Academy hasn't sent anyone to bother us since Zhao Tie went back."
Liang Wu raised his wine cup and drank it down in one gulp with great gusto, his face flushed.
"Thanks to the master! If it weren't for him, we'd probably still be living in fear right now!"
Father Zhang smiled and nodded, picked up his wine glass and took a small sip, feeling much more at ease.
They never imagined that they could escape unscathed after killing an inner court disciple.
Murder itself isn't the problem; the problem is dealing with the traces and clues.
The perfect crime is very difficult to commit.
"My lord, today is your fifteenth birthday celebration, please say a few more words." Liang Wu's gaze involuntarily drifted to the side.
Toji sat upright in a carved mahogany chair, his expression serene.
"Um."
He didn't say anything, just silently responded and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.
The drink went down his throat, Toji's brow furrowed again.
I can't get drunk.
He really disliked the taste of alcohol.
Moreover, in the past year, he has diligently cultivated and fought every day, only managing to advance from level 42 to level 43...
I only advanced one level.
This is the result of daily, Toji practice until I'm exhausted.
The speed is too slow. Reaching the Soul King level would take forever, even slower than cultivating to the Soul Elder level.
It seems his guess was correct: the stronger the physical body, the slower the rate of progress.
Does one have to resort to the most extreme training methods to accelerate cultivation?
Several beautiful women dressed in cheongsams walked gracefully towards us. They were tall and well-proportioned, and the cheongsams clung to their bodies, outlining their perfect curves.
The slits in their cheongsams were perfectly placed, and with each step, their long, slender legs were glimpsed, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Their makeup was exquisite, their eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, their red lips were slightly parted, and they looked at Toji's mouth with a faint smile.
He held a crystal-clear jade pot in his hand, filled with amber-colored wine.
They walked up to Toji, leaned down gently, and slightly opened the neckline of their cheongsams, revealing a patch of snow-white skin that radiated an alluring glow.
" Toji, please have a drink," a woman said softly, her voice as melodious as a clear spring.
She tilted the jade pot, and the amber-colored wine slowly flowed into the wine cup in front of Toji.
Another woman leaned gently against the back of Toji's chair, her slender fingers lightly resting on his shoulder, her fingertips almost brushing against his collar.
Her eyes were alluring and dreamy, her red lips slightly pouted, carrying a hint of coquettishness.
" Toji, you must have a few more drinks tonight! We've prepared them especially for you."
Toji remained expressionless, his gaze calmly fixed ahead, seemingly oblivious to the temptations around him.
Looking at the wine in his hand, he couldn't help but say:
"Please replace the alcohol with another drink."
"Huh? Not drinking on such a good day?" Liang Wu was dumbfounded.
"There's nothing good to drink, I can't get drunk, and I won't even purge properly, it'll just make me feel worse. Besides, is this kind of life really good for me?" Toji looked at him, "It reminds me of this time last year."
Liang Wu knew Toji's birthday because he had Toji tell him, ostensibly as an employee benefit, to celebrate the employee's birthday and increase the distance between the boss and the employee.
For the past five years, he's only received extra Gold Soul Coin for his birthday to improve his meals. A celebration like this, with the entire Soul Fighting Arena dedicated to him, is something he never even dared to dream of.
"Ahem, sir, times have changed." Liang Wu, true to his businessman nature, had a thick skin. "Now, it's your era."
"Speaking of which, you seem to have grown taller again. You're over 1.9 meters now, aren't you?" Liang Wu looked at the now very tall Toji and couldn't help but recall a year ago.
Last year, he was only 1.7 meters tall, but when he played against Zhao Tie, he jumped to nearly 1.9 meters tall.
Now it's almost two meters tall.
In just one year, he jumped from 1.7 meters to nearly 2 meters.
Is this what puberty is like?
It looks taller and more imposing.
"If it keeps growing like this, won't it jump to over two meters?"
"Any higher would be a bit inhuman, I think it's fine as it is now." Toji finally got his drink.
The women surrounding him did not back down because of Toji's coldness; instead, they approached him even more boldly.
A woman gently sat on the armrest of Toji's chair, her long legs crossed, and a patch of snow-white skin was revealed at the slit of her cheongsam.
Her fingers gently stroked the back of Toji's hand, her eyes practically sparkling with love.
Ah, those muscle lines... I've never seen anything so perfect...
Seeing that she actually started touching him, the other women immediately became anxious. Another woman, not to be outdone, leaned down gently, her red lips almost touching Toji's ear, her breath sweet as orchids:
" Toji, tonight is your birthday. Why don't you relax and let us celebrate with you?"
" Liang Wu," Father Zhang said sternly, "Make them all leave. Toji is still young, only fifteen years old. It's not good for him to be exposed to these things. Don't corrupt him, or I'll give you another beating."
" Old Zhang, I know you have a daughter who gets along very well with you, but this is not..." Liang Wu wanted to say something, but Toji waved his hand, interrupting him.
"You may leave."
The women froze instantly, then slowly left Toji, their eyes filled with reluctance.
"Yes, sir."
"Could it be that Your Excellency does not like it?" Liang Wu then asked.
Toji took a sip of his drink:
I prefer it clean.
Liang Wu said cautiously:
"Then shall I find a few virgins for you, sir?"
Toji sighed, "Please, I'm only fifteen... Why are you more anxious than me?"
"Uh, yeah, that's true." Liang Wu scratched his head awkwardly. "With your abilities, sir, you shouldn't lack women. I won't meddle any more."
Toji mature demeanor, coupled with his tall stature, made him forget that the other person was only a fifteen-year-old boy.
He was overjoyed to have evaded Shrek Academy's detection.
" Lexuan will be on holiday tomorrow. I'll ask for leave and go pick her up." Father Zhang took a sip of his drink and then looked at Liang Wu.
"Please do more work then."
Liang Wu's face stiffened, and he was about to say something when Toji spoke up:
"No need, Uncle Zhang, I'll go pick up Lexuan."
"When she sees the results of our efforts in this small place, she will surely be happy for the Zhang Family's resurgence."