Hearing Liu Erlong say that, Huang Tian said no more. He had only mentioned the rewards in passing; how they should be distributed was Liu Erlong's business as the academy head, and he would not interfere.
"At tonight's banquet, the three of us will attend. Keep your temper in check, and don't clash with Bibi Dong there. You're both my women, and both have prominent identities. Plenty of people are watching your every move and word. If a conflict breaks out, by tomorrow, rumors that Yanhuang Hall, Blue Tyrant Academy, and the Spirit Hall Pontiff are at odds will be everywhere. Someone might even attack Spirit Hall members and pin it on us, hoping to provoke a war." Still uneasy, Huang Tian reminded her once more.
"I know, husband. Don't worry. You've already said that twice. Aren't you tired of repeating yourself?" Liu Erlong said irritably. Seriously, what did he take me for? Was I really some hot-tempered idiot with no brain?
Tang Yuehua smiled with her lips pressed together and said nothing. After refilling each of their cups, she set the teapot aside.
Huang Tian released his Soul Power and idly swept it across every corner of Spirit City. At the fighting platform before the Pontiff's Palace, he heard Ning Fengzhi speaking with Sword Douluo Chen Xin. Leaning on his staff, Ning Fengzhi said calmly, "Uncle Sword, Qian Daoliu is very likely to appear at tonight's banquet. When the time comes, restrain your temper. He now possesses demigod-level strength, and he has the Sky-Measuring Sword from the Angel God Set. I suspect Qian Daoliu would even dare fight a newly ascended deity."
"Mm. After all, it's a Heaven-Bestowed Soul Bone. Back then, relying on the Sky-Measuring Sword's power, Qian Daoliu effortlessly killed my father, a level ninety-nine Peak Douluo.