Chrysanthemum Douluo spoke, unable to conceal the excitement on his face.
He put away the Thorn of Hatred without absorbing it on the spot.
Then, his gaze fell on Xiao Xuan once more.
That look was completely different from before.
There was a touch of gratitude amid his admiration, as though he was extremely satisfied with him.
Of course, anyone could see it.
This change in attitude was entirely driven by profit.
But Xiao Xuan did not care. He had never intended to become friends with someone old enough to be his grandfather.
All he needed was for this fellow to step in and help him deal with trouble when he was genuinely needed.
Business was business. Bringing feelings into it would be missing the point.
As he thought this, Chrysanthemum Douluo had already risen to his feet.
After giving a few simple instructions, he left the room directly.
Though his smile bloomed like a chrysanthemum, he had not lost the last of his rationality.
Even if he wanted to absorb the soul bone, he would have to wait until he returned to Spirit Hall.
Before long, Xiao Xuan and Hu Liena finished packing and headed straight for Spirit City.
Perhaps eager to absorb his first soul bone.
This time, Hu Liena did not even need to suggest it. Chrysanthemum Douluo directly unleashed his martial soul.
Carrying the two of them, he hurried along without sparing any effort.
He looked so enthusiastic that he did not seem tired in the slightest.
A few days later, they successfully returned to Pope's Palace.
Following the proper procedure to seek an audience, they saw Bibi Dong again—graceful and alluring, yet sacred and imposing.
"I have to admit, even I did not expect this."
"You were captured by the Titan Giant Ape, yet you