After Flender took the severely injured Dai Mubai away, Lakesius finally said, "That man's martial soul closely resembles the inherited martial soul of the Star Luo Royal Family."
"If this old man is not mistaken, he should be the Third Prince, Dai Mubai, who fled the Star Luo Empire three years ago."
"Grandson, granddaughter-in-law, how did he provoke you two?"
The Star Luo Empire had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, so Lakesius naturally knew the royal family's inherited martial soul. More importantly, there were Dai Mubai's eyes.
Heterochromia was simply far too distinctive.
Whether in the Heaven Dou Empire or the Star Luo Empire, any moderately sized city would have a Soul Arena.
All sorts of people gathered at the Soul Arenas, and plenty of "interesting" news could be learned there every day.
Although the Eight Great Families did not concern themselves with the direction of the Douluo Continent or care who ruled the continent,
they would still record some "interesting" news and bring it up during the Annual Meeting to amuse everyone.
Yes, merely to amuse everyone.
They fought to the death—who won and who lost, what did that have to do with the Soul Arena?
To the Soul Arena, such news was nothing more than post-meal entertainment.
Neuvillette and Focalors exchanged a glance. In the end, Neuvillette was the one who recounted what had happened.
After hearing the whole story, Lakesius flew into a rage!
If he had known things had happened like this, how could he possibly have let Dai Mubai and Flender leave just now?
He should have burned them to ashes in one go and been done with it!
His grandson and granddaughter-in-law were still too kindhearted!
After thinking for a moment, Lakesius decided that some matters were better discussed with