Tang Lan paid no attention to Tao Zuo's thoughts. His gaze returned to the list in his hand, his fingertip slowly tracing over the names and brief descriptions whose ink had not yet dried.
Most of the people on the list were locals of the Dou Ling Empire, their hometowns scattered across cities in the Southwest Region, with a few hailing from the borderlands of the Heaven Dou Empire. Their ages varied widely, ranging from teenagers to elderly men in their fifties or sixties.
Their Soul Master ranks were equally uneven, ranging from the lowest Three-Ring Soul Elder to the highest Eight Ring Soul Douluo. Clearly, this list had been selected based on "suspicion" rather than strength, encompassing every possible lead.
Tang Lan's gaze finally settled on the last name on the list.
The name had been placed somewhat unusually, as though it had been added later, and the handwriting was slightly hurried. Yet the information noted after it made Tang Lan's eyes narrow faintly.
Chai Yong, title Crimson Tiger, martial soul Crimson Flame Tiger King, Soul Power Rank 92, outer deacon of the Holy Spirit Cult.
A Titled Douluo! And a Rank 92 Titled Douluo at that! Though he was merely an "outer deacon," which made his status sound rather low, the strength of a Titled Douluo was undeniable. No matter what faction he belonged to, he could never be underestimated!
"Chai Yong... Crimson Tiger Douluo..."
Tang Lan murmured Chai Yong's name and title, lightly tapping the name with his finger.
Seeing that Tang Lan was paying special attention to the final name, Tao Zuo hurriedly stepped closer. A mixture of wariness and ingratiation appeared on his face as he began to explain.
"My lord, this Chai Yong... he's a tough one. He's also the most troublesome person on