The last sentence crushed Meng Chao's hopes and determination like a hammer.
He had a vague feeling that he understood the difference between elite citizens and heroic citizens now.
It was not measured based on something that could be quantified, like speed, punching force, intellect, realms, amazing skills, spirit energy magnetic fields, or spirit magnetic field rotation energy.
Instead, it was a determination that could not be shaken or crushed.
He knew that it was impossible for him to convince Principal Sun, and he could sense the greedy and terrified gazes trained on them in the darkness.
The wolf pack did not run far, just as Principal Sun said.
The wolf king was watching them nearby. It had its papillae covered tongue out and was licking its sharp fangs. Its single eye shone with a greedy light.
But it was suppressed by Principal Sun's spirit flames and did not dare to step into the area.