Zi Yue: Do You Like Taking the Lead or Being Passive?
"Damn it!"
"I actually lost?"
Dai Mubai felt nothing but searing pain throughout his body.
He had dominated the Soto Great Soul Arena for years and had always been one of the best among his peers. When had he ever been so thoroughly crushed without a shred of mercy?
What he found hardest to accept was that [Angel] had remained utterly unruffled from beginning to end. In the end, Dai Mubai had only been lucky enough to survive because Angel had held back. In Dai Mubai's eyes, that pity was naked humiliation.
"Young Master Dai, you've only just regained consciousness after suffering serious injuries. It would be best not to get too worked up and aggravate your wounds."
"Besides, the Great Soul Arena is noisy, which isn't good for your recovery. I've already arranged a carriage to take you back to Shrek Academy to recuperate whenever you're ready."
Steward Wang hurriedly spoke up, afraid that something he said might offend Dai Mubai.
"Steward Wang, help me find out who that Angel is!"
Dai Mubai took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the rage and humiliation surging in his heart.
That was a Soul Ring Configuration with three black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. It would have been a lie to say he wasn't envious.
If he could obtain the secret of [Angel]'s Soul Ring Configuration, he could defeat Dai Weisi and ascend the throne of the Star Luo Empire.
The thought filled Dai Mubai with excitement.
He had just tried to stand when he aggravated his wounds, and a piercing pain shot through his body.
"Young Master Dai, aren't you putting me in a difficult position?"
"You should know the Great Soul Arena's rules. We can't reveal the identities of our participants!"
A troubled expression appeared on Steward Wang's face.
The seven great families of the Great Soul Arena had remained standing not only by relying on their formidable strength and choosing to remain neutral, but also through their ironclad rules.
No one was permitted to disclose a participant's personal information without authorization, and they could not compromise even if other factions came knocking to pressure them.
If he revealed a participant's identity without authorization, the clan head would surely cripple his Soul Power and expel him from the Zi Clan. He might even implicate his family, who would be completely blacklisted and held accountable by the seven great families.
Zi Yue: "Feeling terribly guilty!"
"Steward Wang, you don't need to worry!"
"If you don't tell and I don't tell, who will know?"
Dai Mubai's brows knitted tightly, and his face grew several shades paler.
He was determined to obtain the secret of [Angel]'s Soul Rings!
Even if he couldn't obtain the secret of [Angel]'s Soul Ring Configuration, he could still send this information back to the Star Luo Empire and add another trump card, however small, to his struggle for the throne.
"Young Master Dai, say no more!"
"The Great Soul Arena has its rules, and there is absolutely no way we can reveal a participant's information!"
"Young Master Dai, it's getting late. You should go back to Shrek Academy and focus on recovering!"
Faced with the aggressive Dai Mubai, Steward Wang abandoned his earlier caution and fear of offending him, and his tone became extremely firm.
Dai Mubai wanted him to risk the destruction of his family and the loss of their lives to reveal [Angel]'s identity without offering him the slightest benefit. He was simply dreaming!
There was nothing wrong with his brain, so why would he do something so thankless and troublesome?
"Hmph!"
Dai Mubai's expression turned ugly, and he gave a cold snort.
A tiger stranded on the plains really was bullied by dogs. Even a mere commoner dared talk back to him, a prince of the Star Luo Empire.
Dai Mubai committed both [Angel] and Steward Wang to memory.
He would repay today's humiliation a hundredfold in the future!
"Young Master Dai, this way!"
Steward Wang was no longer polite, either.
Dai Mubai had shown him no respect, so why should he keep up the pretense?
In any case, the Zi Clan's head was a powerful Titled Douluo. He had no need to fear Dai Mubai's retaliation.
As for strength, he was a level sixty-seven Soul Emperor. He didn't take a mere level thirty-seven Soul Elder like Dai Mubai seriously.
"You snobbish cur!"
Pale-faced, Dai Mubai stood up and walked straight out.
He refused the support of two maids, his body swaying as though he might fall.
"Ptooey!"
"What a piece of trash!"
"I call you Young Master Dai, and you, Dai Mubai, really think you're the emperor of the Star Luo Empire?"
Steward Wang spat viciously on the floor. Though he cursed Dai Mubai in his heart, he kept a close eye on him to make sure he left the Great Soul Arena.
Only after watching the carriage disappear completely at the end of the street did Steward Wang finally relax.
He had finally seen that idiot Dai Mubai off!
Meanwhile, in the backyard of the Great Soul Arena in Suotuo City.
Zi Yue had taken care to change into an exquisite long purple dress. Her long legs ended in a pair of high heels, setting off her snow-white skin and graceful figure.
"Little Brother Wuyou, how do I look in this outfit?"
Zi Yue spoke with a smile, her voice sweet and especially pleasant to hear.
It had to be said that, all dressed up, Zi Yue had shed her earlier capable bearing and gained a touch of girlish shyness. She was so beautiful it was impossible to look away.
"Mm! You really are beautiful!"
Li Wuyou looked the carefully dressed Zi Yue up and down.
Even he had to admit that Zi Yue had striking features, a superb figure, and a uniquely mature, alluring bearing. She truly was a rare beauty.
"Little Brother Wuyou, let's go shopping, then!"
"If our personalities get along, you'll have to be gentle with me tonight!"
After saying that, Zi Yue blushed even more deeply.
Her words were an almost brazenly direct hint.
Zi Yue was both nervous and expectant, her gaze burning as she stared at Li Wuyou.
"Big Sister Zi Yue, let's go!"
Li Wuyou nodded and led Zi Yue out of the Great Soul Arena, heading straight for the bustling streets of Suotuo City.
The two strolled along the lively streets, stopping here and there. Zi Yue took the initiative to share amusing stories about Suotuo City with Li Wuyou, and the young woman's flower-like smile drew countless glances from passersby.
Li Wuyou listened patiently, occasionally responding and teasing Zi Yue. Seeing the young woman smile so broadly that her eyes all but disappeared, he felt especially relaxed and at ease.
Although Zi Yue came from a major power, she was lively and cheerful, without the slightest trace of a great clan's spoiled willfulness. Li Wuyou felt especially comfortable in her company.
After strolling for nearly two and a half hours, the two went to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Hotel for a candlelit dinner together.
The wine flowed through three rounds, and the dishes through five courses.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Li Wuyou looked at Zi Yue, whose cheeks were flushed red from a little wine, and spoke with a hint of mischief.
"Big Sister Zi Yue, it's very late now. It's not safe for a girl to walk alone at night, so why don't you stay over?"
Zi Yue smiled alluringly.
"Little Brother Wuyou, if you want to sleep with me, just say so!"
"I've already come out to dinner with you. Surely you don't expect a girl like me to take the lead with the rest?"
"Of course, if you like being passive, Little Brother Wuyou, I wouldn't mind taking the lead!"
Li Wuyou: "What the hell is with this passive and taking the lead stuff?!"
All he could say was, she truly was a mature beauty.