Lucas University was still searching for the Princess Guard.
Extraordinary Department, Cultivation Room.
A battle was erupting, but it was a one-sided battle, with a figure clad in pitch-black Armor being overwhelmed.
"Bang."
A loud noise resounded as Sal's body was knocked back. He removed his helmet and spoke, "You've become much stronger. If you weren't deliberately holding back, I probably wouldn't even qualify to spar with you, right?"
Sal's voice lacked its usual respect, and his gaze seemed somewhat cold.
"You've improved a lot compared to before," Xu Mo said. "What, are you dissatisfied with me?"
"What makes you think so?" Sal asked.
"The princes of the Sasi Kingdom are straightforward and not good at hiding their feelings. Your dissatisfaction is written all over your face," Xu Mo said. "As a friend, you're suitable, but as the future heir of the Sasi Kingdom, you need to change."
