Poison-Devouring Demonic Mosquito

"The Evil Master has always kept a low profile and never allowed us to be too conspicuous."

"So, on this trip, the four of us brothers and Young Master Chen Zhen tried our best to minimize our presence."

"Every time we made a move, it was only after we were absolutely certain of success."

"We never expected that among your group of seven, the strongest one was not that old man on the ground, but you."

"We are truly sorry!"

The leader of the masked Soul Masters, Xie Burong, spoke in a sincere tone.

Not only did Xie Burong apologize, but he also introduced himself and answered Du Bai's questions in detail. His desire to survive was written all over him.

"What nonsense about not being allowed to be too conspicuous."

"I think you're just bullies who fear the strong and prey on the weak. You only dare pick on Soul Masters with low cultivation and Soul Power."

"After all, once you kill them all, no one will ever discover what you've done!"

Zheng Datong, standing nearby, could not help but cut in with a harsh rebuke.

Zheng Datong was Du Bai's good brother.

After Zheng Datong's sharp scolding, Xie Burong did not dare argue. He merely lowered his eyes, silently conceding the point.

"My Brother Datong is right."

"By your own account, you thought our Soul Master team was weak, so you dared come and bully us."

"But you never expected to kick an iron plate and end up capsizing, right?"

Du Bai looked coldly at the four men as he spoke.

"Young Titled Douluo Your Excellency, you are correct."

"This was also our master's intention. He said that if Soul Masters wished to gain a foothold in this world, they had to learn to plunder the resources of