"You said Dugu Bo sent you here?" Madara looked at the unknown Soul Master in front of him, his tone full of threats.
"Yes!" Soul Master, who was tremblingly delivering the message under the pressure of Madara's momentum, nodded hastily, for fear of offending the killing god in front of him.
"Where did that information come from?" Madara's tone did not conceal his malice, like a Lion about to open its bloody mouth and bite its prey.
"Rhine Hotel bought it! Then someone said they had seen you!" Soul Master said that he had no resistance at all and answered truthfully.
Rhine Hotel? Isn't this the intelligence hotel that Madara stayed at before?
Madara couldn't help but cursed in his heart. Jerry is so professional in the intelligence business. He even sold his own master's information! Is this crazy because of poverty?
In fact, it's really no wonder Jerry, because most of the information was compiled and compiled by the people below. Madara had just pretended to be an ordinary informant in order to avoid exposing his feet, so naturally he didn't feel burdened when selling it.
When Madara arrived, Dugu Bo had already been waiting in front of a luxurious mansion for a long time. When he saw Madara, he was overjoyed and came up to him. He patted Madara on the shoulder and said kindly and enthusiastically, "Brother Madara, you are finally here!"
"You old poisoner, what do you want from me?" Madara was puzzled by Dugu Bo's extra enthusiasm, and at the same time he secretly became more vigilant.
"Brother, come on, come on! Let's not talk about business for now, I have specially prepared a banquet for you to catch the wind!" Dugu Bo seemed to be hiding something from Madara. He grabbed Madara's arm and started to pull him in. He was so enthusiastic that people suspected that his motives were impure.
It wasn't until Madara entered the main hall that he discovered what kind of medicine was sold in Dugu Bo's gourd.
"Little brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time, right?" Prince Xue Xing had a friendly and easy-going smile on his face at this time, which was completely different from the arrogant and arrogant person he showed when they last met.
"Is it you?" Madara's face turned cold instantly, and he turned around and wanted to walk out without paying any attention to the old dude in front of him.
It would be better to just ignore him. If not for the presence of Dugu Bo, Madara would have wanted to teach him a lesson himself!
"Little brother, give me some face! It's not too late to leave after you listen to what he said!" Dugu Bo quickly came out to smooth things over, and even winked at Prince Xue Xing after speaking.
"My previous behavior was indeed inappropriate. Today I invited you in the name of Brother Dugu. Will you be willing to show me some respect?" Prince Xue Xing expressed his apology very decisively, with a warm smile on his face, as if all the unpleasantness with Madara had never happened before.
Prince Xue Xing learned from his good friend Dugu Bo that Madara is now different from what he used to be and can even rival Titled Douluo! But don't forget how old Madara is now? How old is Dugu Bo now? If Madara really takes revenge in the future, Prince Xue Xing doesn't think that the old Dugu Bo can protect himself! What's more, I still have something to ask for today!
Prince Xue Xing's very heartfelt apology may be due to this reason. One's own strength is always the confidence to stand up straight when speaking.
This point makes Madara a little surprised. It is actually the former playboy Prince Xue Xing. Now he is so outstanding that he can pick it up and put it down and even looks a bit heroic!
"Okay!" Madara also became a little curious about Prince Xue Xing, so he reluctantly agreed.
"Serve!" Prince Xue Xing and Dugu Bo, after sitting down with Madara, clapped their hands slightly and ordered to the waiters serving around them.
In a short time, all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas were brought out one after another by the beautiful maid, which was quite pleasing to the eye.
"This little brother, I did go too far before! Here is a penalty drink first!" Prince Xue Xing picked up the wine glass filled with fine wine and raised the glass to Ban Yaoyao across from him.
"No need! Just say what you have to say directly, no need for such nonsense!" Madara shook his head slightly and went straight to the topic.
"Little brother, you are so quick to talk!" Prince Xue Xing didn't change his expression even after being rejected. Instead, he praised without hesitation, "I have a gracious invitation!"
"Don't worry! I won't embarrass you, and there will definitely be benefits for you!" Seeing Madara's eyes on him, Dugu Bo smiled and drank a glass of wine, actually secretly transmitting messages to Madara.
"Oh?" Madara found this matter even more interesting, and was also full of interest in Prince Xue Xing's next request.
"I have a little nephew Xue Beng. I wonder if my little brother remembers it?" Prince Xue Xing took a sip of wine and sighed as if recalling the past.
"Is that a playboy like you?" Ban Xin spoke bluntly and said it without thinking.
"I said, you are too..." Dugu Bo glared at Madara fiercely. He was about to speak but was interrupted by Prince Xue Xing.
"Dandy? Yes! Both of us are playboys. Otherwise, how could we survive safely in the royal family?" Prince Xue Xing was not angry when he heard Madara's mocking words. He just took a sip of wine and mocked himself bitterly.
"That little one is also pretending?" Madara was slightly surprised but unusually sure. In fact, the first time they met, he left such a deep impression on Madara that he even suspected that he was acting in his true colors.
However, when he thought of all the nastiness of the royal family and the scene of the Star Dou Empire fratricide that he had witnessed with his own eyes, Madara felt relieved.
These days, if the royal family didn't have two brushes, they would have been done by others without anyone noticing.
"That's right! Now the prince Xue Qinghe is so powerful that he can even be said to be at the height of his power! I'm afraid that I, an old man, don't have a few more years to live. The only thing I'm worried about is my nephew Xue Beng who I brought up since childhood!" Prince Xue Xing held the wine glass tightly and smiled bitterly, and a touch of kindness appeared on his face when he mentioned his nephew.
Anyone with a discerning eye can now see that the future heir of the Heaven Dou Empire must be Xue Qinghe, so Xue Beng is a bit subtle. No one knows whether this person will clean up after he ascends the throne. If so, the first person to bear the brunt will be Xue Beng.
Is that so?
Madara also understood what Prince Xue Xing was worried about? After all, Xue Ye is the head of a country and it is abnormal for his other children to die one after another. With only two left, it is obvious what is most likely to happen.
Perhaps seeing the hesitation on Madara's face, Dugu Bo coughed slightly and reminded, "Hey! Xue Xing, did you forget something?"
"Look at my brain!" Prince Xue Xing patted his forehead in annoyance, and then looked at the butler next to him.
Madara was a little hesitant at first, because in his opinion, he could just sit back and watch these royal affairs, so why should he end up there?
But the entire small box of rewards in front of him really made him slightly moved!
"Prince Xue Xing is really rich! I will take over this task!" Madara said decisively, stroking his chin and looking at the whole box of Gold Soul Coin savings cards.
Yes, you read that right! It's Gold Soul Coin savings card instead of Gold Soul Coin! Prince Xue Xing is so treacherous!
If Madara wants to establish his own power in the future, funding will definitely be indispensable. The little money he and Jerry alone can earn will not even be worth it.
So as a ninja, it is natural for Madara to accept a protection mission and lay the foundation for his future rise.
As for Xue Beng, will it be difficult to serve? A person who can pretend to be a pig is not necessarily a smart person, but he is certainly not a fool.
"If that's the case, please accept the deposit first!" Prince Xue Xing smiled and raised his hand to signal his men to carry the box in front of Madara.
Deposit?!!
"Prince Xue Xing, I just want to ask if Xue Beng is your biological son?" Madara finally couldn't help but ask.