Dugu Bo's Frustration

The Golden Sacred Dragon's aura surged forth. Its pair of wings, as if cast from gold, spread wide enough to blot out the sky, spanning more than twenty meters. Small diamond-shaped scales emerged across its body, as though it had donned a suit of golden armor.

Dugu Yan trembled beneath that aura, her face turning pale.

Zhao Xuan could not help frowning at the sight. He stepped in to shield her from the aura. If anything happened to Dugu Yan, Dugu Bo would surely go mad.

The sight of the Golden Sacred Dragon also unsettled Dugu Bo. This was the innate fear dragon-type martial souls inspired in snake-type martial souls. After all, snakes were essentially a subspecies of dragons. Though the Jade Serpent was a top-tier snake-type martial soul, the Golden Sacred Dragon was among the finest dragon-type martial souls.

Dugu Bo took a deep breath and said in a grave voice, "Hand Yanzi over to me, and I'll hand this boy over to you!"

Faced with the combat strength of three Title Douluos, Dugu Bo was afraid. He could not muster the slightest will to resist. Or rather, any force would have to think twice when facing such a lineup, let alone Dugu Bo, who stood alone.

Dugu Yan's face was white as snow, tears welling in the corners of her eyes. How could she have known that a few casual words from her would bring such enormous trouble upon herself and her grandfather?

Zhao Xuan was about to agree. After all, their main objective this time was to rescue Tang San first. Settling accounts afterward could wait.

But no one had expected that Tang San would be the first to object.

Upon hearing Dugu Bo's words, Tang San immediately said anxiously, "Wait, isn't there some misunderstanding here?"

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