Naive Qian Daoliu
The man's simple gray robe accentuated his tall and straight figure, and his long golden hair was neatly draped behind his head.
A faint, peaceful smile graced his brow, and an aura of tranquility enveloped him, as if the world's troubles were irrelevant to him.
He looked to be only in his thirties or forties, with a handsome face and a tall but not muscular build.
But as long as he stands there, he exudes an aura of majesty that compels people to bow down and worship.
This majesty did not stem from deliberate oppression, but rather from the strength of Level 99 Peerless Douluo and the innate sacredness of the Angel Martial Soul.
Qian Daoliu.
Great Enshrined the Spirit Hall, Level 99 Peerless Douluo, and the representative of the Angel God on Earth.
Tang San's breath hitched slightly.
This was the first time he had met Qian Daoliu.
The name he had read countless times in his past life was now standing in front of him in real life, and the shock he felt was indescribable.
Level 99 Peerless Douluo, only one step away from godhood, standing at the very top of the entire continent.
Tang San took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, walked to the front of the platform, and bowed slightly. "Junior Tang San greets the Great Enshrined."
Qian Daoliu's gaze fell on Tang San, a complex light flashing in his golden eyes.
He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "No need for formalities. Raise your head and let me see you."
Tang San raised his head and met Qian Daoliu's gaze.
Their eyes met.
A hint of surprise flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes. The appearance and eyes of the young man in front of him reminded him of an old friend.
In those eyes, there was no fear, no humility, only a composed calmness that was neither arrogant nor humble.
But he quickly suppressed his surprise and nodded, saying, "That's right, Xiao Xue didn't misjudge you."
Qian Daoliu's voice carried a hint of approval.
Tang San nodded slightly, remaining silent and waiting for Qian Daoliu to continue.
Qian Daoliu looked him up and down, then slowly said, "I want to thank you. I already know about the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower you gave Xiao Xue. That Immortal Herb greatly enhanced her abilities."
He paused, his golden eyes staring directly into Tang San's eyes. "As the guardian of the Angel God, on behalf of the Angel Lineage, I thank you for your gift."
Tang San bowed slightly, his tone respectful. "Great Enshrined flatter me. She is my friend, and I will naturally do what I can for her. There is no need for thanks."
Qian Daoliu nodded, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his golden eyes.
"I understand that Xiao Xue has special feelings for you. She's changed a lot since meeting you. I can feel that she's happier than before."
Tang San thought to himself, "You probably have no idea how far we've gotten."
The uncooked rice was cooked to perfection.
However, Tang San dared not admit that his current strength was too weak, and he was truly afraid that Qian Daoliu would slap him into a pulp.
If anyone needs to confess, it's not me, but Qian Renxue herself.
Before Tang San could say anything more, Qian Daoliu the subject, his voice becoming serious, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He said, "So, I've called you here today for two things."
Tang San's heart leaped into his throat.
"First thing," Qian Daoliu said solemnly, "I can guarantee your personal safety during the Soul Master Tournament. In Spirit City, no one can touch you. Neither the Pope nor any other person or force will make a move against you. This is my promise to you."
Tang San breathed a sigh of relief, his expression remaining unchanged, and bowed slightly. "Thank you, Great Enshrined."
Qian Daoliu nodded, then said with an undeniable determination, "The second thing is, after the Soul Master Tournament, you must leave Xiao Xue."
Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.
He raised his head and looked into Qian Daoliu's golden eyes, a hint of shock and confusion flashing in his eyes.
Qian Daoliu's expression remained unchanged. "I know this request is cruel to both you and Xiao Xue, but I have my reasons. Xue'er needs to focus on her mission now and cannot be distracted by personal feelings. Her goal is the Heaven Dou Empire, and this requires her full dedication. I cannot allow anyone to influence her plans."
Tang San clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
But he didn't react. He simply took a deep breath and asked calmly, "Great Enshrined, I'd like to know, is this Xiao Xue's intention, or yours?"
Qian Daoliu's gaze sharpened slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his golden eyes. He remained silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "This is my decision. I'll handle Xiao Xue's situation myself. You don't need to worry."
Tang San was unwilling to give up and continued to ask, "Great Enshrined, may I ask why? I will not ruin Xiao Xue's plan."
Qian Daoliu slowly said, "Because I don't want the mother and daughter to become enemies. The misunderstanding between them will be resolved sooner or later. Your presence will only exacerbate their conflict. In this Soul Master Tournament, I believe that Xiao Xue, including myself, only wants to give Bibi Dong a warning, to let her know that Xiao Xue is not someone to be trifled with."
After saying that, he looked directly at Tang San and said, "I believe you understand what I mean now."
Tang San sneered inwardly.
The meaning of "Qian Daoliu" is that one is merely a tool, which can be discarded after use.
Qian Daoliu too naive.
He had no idea how deep Bibi Dong's resentment towards his Angel Clan ran.
That kind of resentment cannot be eliminated by a single warning or a show of force.
Bibi Dong's hatred was etched into her very bones and could not be resolved.
Even if Qian Renxue succeeds in her Nation-Stealing Plan, Bibi Dong will not allow her to take over the Spirit Hall.
On the contrary, at that time, Bibi Dong would target the Angel Clan even more fiercely.
Because at that time, her strength was so great that even Qian Daoliu could not suppress her.
If Bibi Dong were to become a god first, that would be the greatest disaster for the Angel Clan.
But Tang San didn't say anything.
Even if he said it now, Qian Daoliu wouldn't believe him.
What right do I have to judge the feud between the Pope and the Great Enshrined?
Saying it out loud would only make Qian Daoliu think he was trying to sow discord, which would backfire.
Moreover, Qian Daoliu still hasn't fully grasped Qian Renxue's potential and doesn't know that she can inherit the Angel God.
Perhaps in Qian Daoliu's eyes, Qian Renxue was merely the successor of the Angel Lineage, and the next Great Enshrined of the Spirit Hall.
Tang San was silent for a moment before asking, "Great Enshrined, does Xiao Xue know you're doing this?"
Qian Daoliu's eyes flickered, a hint of unease flashing in his golden pupils.
He turned around, his back to Tang San, and said in a low voice, "That's none of your concern. You just need to answer me now: do you agree or not?"
Tang San stared at Qian Daoliu figure in silence for a long time.
He took a deep breath and suppressed the words in his heart.
"I promise. I will disappear after the competition."
Tang San's voice was calm, revealing no emotion.
Qian Daoliu turned around, looked at Tang San, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
He was silent for a moment, then nodded, his voice lowering slightly. "Okay. Don't worry, I'll take care of things with Xiao Xue, and use that as motivation for her. You just need to keep your promise."
Tang San nodded and said nothing more.
Qian Daoliu waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.
The Demon Subduing Douluo stepped forward, reached out, and placed his hand on Tang San's shoulder.
Tang San felt his body lighten as he was carried away by the Demon Subduing Douluo and flown out of the Worship Hall.