Beside him, Xiao Wu gripped Tang San's sleeve anxiously, terrified that something might go wrong. Even with Kizaru's training, she was still no match for opponents at the Titled Douluo level.
Moreover, the incident from many years ago remained vivid in Xiao Wu's memory. She truly had no favorable impression of Yue Guan and the others.
But she could not let her feelings show on her face, or they might easily notice and cause trouble.
Thus, Xiao Wu tilted her head to the side, trying her hardest not to look at Ghost or Yue Guan!
Though Xiao Wu's actions were rather naive, Ghost and Yue Guan truly had no intention of touching her. Setting aside how Ulquiorra had nearly sent them to their graves years ago, there was also Kizaru, the worshipper. If he got angry, not even the gods could save them.
Ghost did not like talking to little brats, so he silently stood at a distance and watched. He could leave this sort of thing to Yue Guan. Compared to Ghost, Yue Guan had a more playful nature and was better at dealing with kids like them.
Yue Guan led Tang San some distance away. Tang San did not know Yue Guan's purpose and did not speak carelessly.
Yue Guan merely conjured a dazzling golden chrysanthemum in his hand—don't get the wrong idea—and played with it as he casually asked, "Tang San, His Holiness the Pope has taken notice of your talent and specially sent me to invite you to join Spirit Hall!"
Tang San was just about to refuse when Yue Guan extended a finger and pressed it against his lips. Then he said softly, "Don't rush to refuse. You still have plenty of time to think it over. After the finals, His Holiness the Pope will