Chrysanthemum Douluo was instantly left speechless. Though he could be considered cultured, his expertise lay in medicinal herbs. He truly was not skilled in matters like political power.
Moreover, with Chen Xin making a move, Chrysanthemum Douluo had realized that today's mission was likely impossible to complete.
After all, the number one offensive Tool Martial Soul in the world was no joke. He and Ghost Douluo were both Level 95 Super Douluo, yet not only was their cultivation a step below Chen Xin's, they also had Ning Fengzhi, the strongest support, on their side. Winning would be a miracle.
Ye Wen, standing nearby, rolled his eyes. If he were Chrysanthemum Douluo, he would definitely say: Who wanted to attack you? This was just a personal grudge. My hand slipped earlier, and the attack veered slightly off course. You were the ones who attacked us without bothering to find out what happened.
Ye Wen had seen plenty of such power-hungry thuggery in his previous life.
Things like, "You possess weapons that threaten the world, so I'm going to war with you."
Or, "An envoy of our court died in a foreign land, so I'll slaughter your entire nation to pay for his life."
There were far too many such rogue tactics.
Now that the matter had escalated into an open conflict between Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Empire, Qian Renxue, who had been acting like she was invisible all this time, sighed and stepped forward anyway.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo."
Qian Renxue clasped her hands in salute. It seemed as though she had said everything, yet also nothing at all, making Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression turn even uglier.
Chrysanthemum Douluo also knew something of Qian Renxue's identity. Not only did the enemy want to deal with him, but even the young mistress of