After Dugu Bo stepped onto the Soul Arena, Yue Guan of Spirit Hall also sauntered toward the arena with catlike steps.
Tang Yuehua was somewhat surprised the moment she saw Yue Guan.
"Is he a man or a woman?" It was no wonder she could not tell—Yue Guan's appearance was simply too deceptive, making misunderstandings all too easy.
"He has an Adam's apple. What do you think he is?" Di Hong said with a smile.
"This..."
Tang Yuehua found it hard to believe. He was so beautiful, yet he was actually a man. She had thought Yue Guan was a woman.
"He's prettier than some women."
Di Hong merely smiled without speaking, his gaze fixed on the Soul Arena. Dugu Bo and Yue Guan were both familiar figures to him. Dugu Bo was a Soul Emperor, and Yue Guan was one as well.
On the Soul Arena, Yue Guan let out a strange, eerie laugh as he looked at Dugu Bo.
"I never expected you to come too, Dugu Bo."
From what he knew, Dugu Bo had always been solitary and almost never attended occasions like this.
Dugu Bo snorted coldly, his tone icy. "Chrysanthemum Guan, if you can come, why can't I? I never expected that after all these years, you would join Spirit Hall."
Yue Guan gave a few soft, mocking laughs but offered no explanation.
"Come on, then. Let me see what you're capable of now."
"And don't call me Chrysanthemum Guan!"
With that, he raised his right hand and released his martial soul. He was clearly a little angry. Above all else, he hated being called by that nickname—except by one person, his partner Gui Mei.
The instant his martial soul was released, a large purple flower appeared in his palm. At the same time, six