Departure, The Hunt Academy

"May I ask what Chrysanthemum Douluo has come here for?" Lu Mingchuan's voice interrupted Yue Guan's thoughts.

"Nothing much. I simply wonder whether you would be willing to join Spirit Hall?" Yue Guan glanced at him twice before speaking.

"I'm not interested in joining any faction right now." Having something to rely on made him much bolder. Now that Lu Mingchuan knew the strength his three wives could wield was more than just what appeared on paper, he could speak with far greater confidence.

Yue Guan had known he would say that and was not surprised. He had come prepared for the mission to fail anyway, so he steadied himself. He could not help it—the pressure from a Peak Douluo was simply too overwhelming.

"Hehe, if you don't wish to join, then forget it. Still... I hope we can become friends~" Yue Guan gave a coquettish laugh, then shifted his tone, carrying a faint warning.

Though he feared the other party's peak-level strength, Spirit Hall stood behind him. He knew full well just how deep Spirit Hall's foundations ran. It was not as if they lacked Peak Douluos.

If the other party truly dared to attack, it would mean slapping Spirit Hall in the face. Surely he would not be that foolish. As for the possibility that the other party was stronger than Spirit Hall?

That was impossible. He knew that such a powerhouse would never follow behind a level fifty-four Soul King, because a strong person's pride would not allow it.

But this time, he had miscalculated. After all, he did not know there was something called a system. "Oh? What if we refuse?" Having caught the hidden meaning in his words, Lu Mingchuan curled his lips into a faint smile and looked at him calmly.

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