Demon Bear Douluo

"Let's end today's morning meeting here!"

"Remember to attend next month's morning meeting!"

Bibi Dong swept her sleeve, bringing this month's morning meeting to an end.

The elders below brightened, then turned and left the hall.

Li Mubai's face lit up as well... This damned morning meeting was finally over!

After cursing it, he turned and joined the crowd, fleeing the Pope's Hall with everyone else.

Watching them leave, Bibi Dong gently pressed a hand to her forehead, looking somewhat worn out with worry.

Li Mubai's inner thoughts really had left her feeling rather shattered.

Every few words,

he came back to the collapse and destruction of Spirit Hall.

Who could stand that?

But Bibi Dong was also secretly delighted that she could actually hear Li Mubai's inner thoughts.

Moreover,

Li Mubai also seemed to be a man of great talent.

The ruler was a boat, and the people were water. Water could carry a boat, but it could also overturn it.

The fact that such profound philosophy could roll off his tongue showed how extraordinary he was.

Perhaps he really could help her make Spirit Hall the true overlord of this world!

"How interesting. There were many questions I couldn't ask at the meeting. It seems I should visit his home later and question him closely."

Watching everyone leave, Bibi Dong's eyes shone.

"Little Brother Mubai, what you said in the hall just now was wonderful!"

After leaving the hall, the honest and simple Demon Bear Douluo came up beside Li Mubai, his face wreathed in smiles and his voice full of admiration.

His tall, broad frame stood in stark contrast to Li Mubai's slender build.

Before this burly man, Li Mubai was like a bamboo pole that he could snap at any moment.

Li Mubai greeted Demon Bear amiably and did not turn him away. He, too, wanted to befriend him.

"You flatter me. It wasn't nearly that impressive."

Li Mubai chuckled modestly.

"Little Brother Mubai, you're being modest. I couldn't have said those things, and I couldn't have thought that deeply either."

Demon Bear scratched the back of his head and extended an invitation with a smile.

"Little Brother Mubai, it's nearly noon. How about I, Old Demon, treat you to a meal at a restaurant?"

Demon Bear Douluo wanted to befriend Li Mubai, and Li Mubai felt the same.

The two hit it off at once.

"A restaurant? There's no need for that, is there?"

Demon Bear was somewhat taken aback.

He hadn't expected his invitation to be rejected just like that.

How heartless!

Wasn't I, Old Demon, worth befriending?

Just as he was questioning his life,

Li Mubai continued, "My maid has already prepared a meal at home. Why don't I be the host instead? Come to my house for a simple meal."

Demon Bear was momentarily startled, then came back to his senses.

"Sure!"

Delighted, he readily agreed.

With that, the two walked side by side and quickened their pace.

Before long, they had left everyone else behind.

Just as the two were full of delight, a sharp gaze fixed on them from behind.

It belonged to Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Worship Hall.

Li Mubai's answer today had somewhat impressed him.

Watching the two leave, his gaze darkened.

"I must win this man over! Make him serve me..."

On a street in Spirit City's southern district, Li Mubai led Demon Bear to the door of his house.

"Mubai, the decorations in your house... are rather nice!"

The two pushed open the door and entered.

Demon Bear stepped inside and was immediately amazed by the decor.

It was a style of interior decoration he had never seen before, completely different from that of other houses.

He stared in a daze.

Though he had never seen anything like it, he couldn't help feeling... it looked wonderful!

"Haha... thanks for the compliment."

Li Mubai laughed.

As a modern man, his tastes were bound to be somewhat different.

So he had decorated his house here in a modern style.

There wasn't much elaborate furniture, and the interior was very simple.

The floors were covered in rustic-colored wooden planks.

Wooden partitions divided the house into areas such as the living room, kitchen, and dining room.

Li Mubai led Demon Bear straight to the dining room.

It was mealtime, so naturally he couldn't take his guest to settle in the living room.

"Young Master, you're back."

A young woman with golden hair, blue eyes, and dark skin heard the sound and came out of the kitchen.

She wore a maid dress and a pair of shiny black, round-toed leather shoes, with white cotton socks covering half her calves.

Even though she still wore the apron needed for cooking, it couldn't conceal her pair of high, prominent snowy breasts.

Her face was full of smiles, with a hint of pleasant surprise, and she also smiled and nodded at Demon Bear.

"Is the food ready?"

Li Mubai nodded to her.

"Almost. Just the last soup left."

The little maid stood there prettily, her face fair and lovely.

"Then go on!"

"All right, Young Master, you two go ahead and eat." With that, she turned and went back into the kitchen.

Swish, swish...

The sounds of a spatula scraping and striking an iron wok came from the kitchen.

"Old Demon, sit."

Li Mubai pulled out a chair and gestured for Demon Bear to sit.

Mo Xiong promptly sat down, then looked at Li Mubai, wiggled his eyebrows, and teased:

"Brother Mubai... I didn't expect you to have a taste for keeping a beauty in a golden house too!"

Li Mubai set out the bowls and chopsticks.

"I started cultivating at six and didn't dare slack off in the slightest. Only after twenty-one years of arduous cultivation did I achieve what I have today. Naturally, I need to relax and enjoy myself a little."

"So you're twenty-seven this year. How did you bear it all that time?"

Demon Bear looked incredulous.

Back when he was in his twenties, he had already been plucking flowers and toying with jade, listening to music in pleasure houses, and losing himself in a land of tenderness.

A young man in his twenties was full of vigor.

How could he possibly have held himself back?

He truly couldn't imagine how Li Mubai had gotten through those twenty-odd years.

Cultivating the whole time?

That life would have been far too dull.

He's a man of great perseverance.

Demon Bear marveled inwardly and couldn't help thinking even more highly of Li Mubai.

"My family was poor when I was young, and the only path open to me was to cultivate diligently. Even if I couldn't bear it, I had to."

Li Mubai was filled with emotion.

For those twenty-one years, he had cultivated diligently.

How much hardship and bitterness had he endured?

Only he knew.

So he could not afford the slightest lapse.

"Come, Old Demon, help yourself."

Li Mubai took a bottle of fine wine from the cabinet and poured Demon Bear a cup.

"Come."

The two raised their cups and clinked them together.

Then they drank.

It burned.

A fiery sensation immediately rose from their stomachs straight to their throats.

Their mouths were filled with the fragrance of wine.

A few cups later, they were pleasantly tipsy.

Demon Bear's tongue loosened.

The two chatted with great enthusiasm, regretting that they had not met sooner and wishing they could immediately kowtow to heaven and become sworn brothers.

Meanwhile, the blond, blue-eyed maid brought in the soup and sat at one corner of the table.

Unlike the two men chatting away, the blond, blue-eyed maid simply ate quietly to one side, without saying a word.

When she finished eating, she picked up her bowl and chopsticks and went straight into the kitchen.