Beating Dai Mubai to a Pulp

Watching Lang Lei walk toward him step by step, his aura steadily rising, Dai Mubai felt a chill run down his spine. Cold sweat poured down his back as he pushed the pair of twin sisters out of his arms.

He had just run into a level 29 genius. How could another one show up now? Were there really that many geniuses these days?!

Dai Mubai was utterly baffled.

"Gentlemen, you can't fight here!" The receptionist was nearly frightened to tears and hurried back to fetch the manager.

"No need. We'll split the damages between us," Lang Lei said, staring coldly at Dai Mubai across from him. "No problem, right?"

"Of course there's no problem! Let's fight right now! Who's afraid of who?!" Dai Mubai shouted, trying to bolster his courage.

"Hope you'll still be this lively in a moment." Lang Lei crooked a finger at him. "You blond weakling, I'll give you one move. Don't say I never gave you a chance to strike."

Dai Mubai did not dare underestimate him and immediately activated his Martial Soul.

"Evil-Eyed White Tiger, Martial Soul Possession!"

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

"First Soul Skill, White Tiger Body Protection Barrier!"

Having activated two Soul Skills in succession, Dai Mubai's confidence soared. He rushed before Lang Lei and threw a punch.

Bang!

"That's it?" Lang Lei easily caught Dai Mubai's fist and tilted his head.

With a light twist of his hand—

Crack—

"Aah—!"

As the crisp sound of bones breaking rang out, Dai Mubai could not help but scream.

"One move is over..." Lang Lei tightened his grip around Dai Mubai's fist.

Bang!

Bang, bang, bang...

He punched Dai Mubai in the stomach, leaving him rigid, then his fists fell upon Dai Mubai's face and chest like a torrential downpour.

Lang Lei spared a little attention to controlling his strength, lest he kill the other man before venting his anger. When he released Dai Mubai's hand, the next punch blasted Dai Mubai into the opposite wall, where he fell beside the twin sisters Dai Mubai had been holding moments ago.

"You two haven't left yet?" Lang Lei asked calmly.

"We're leaving right now!"

Seeing that Dai Mubai had provoked someone he could not handle, the two women chose to leave without hesitation. They did not even spare Dai Mubai a glance as he lay on the ground.

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Light-Breaking Wave!"

"Heh, still pretty lively. Looks like I can hit you a little harder." Lang Lei smiled, shifting to one side and easily dodging the incoming light wave. "Though you're pretty good at sneak attacks. Too bad they don't work on me."

Naturally, Lang Lei would not be hurt by that light wave. But he was not an idiot—why take head-on an attack he could dodge just by stepping aside?

"Don't, don't come closer!" Dai Mubai sat on the ground without a shred of dignity, scrambling backward with both hands and feet until his back hit the wall again.

"Just now... it was this mouth that spoke so rudely, wasn't it?" Lang Lei flexed his wrist and slapped Dai Mubai across the face.

The immense force sent Dai Mubai flying.

"Oh? Your skin's pretty thick. Looks like I can slap you a few more times." Lang Lei walked toward him again, one step at a time.

Every step he took, though the footsteps were not loud, felt as if something were crashing heavily into Dai Mubai's heart.

Slap!

Another slap landed, this time on the other side, making his swollen face perfectly symmetrical.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong," Dai Mubai pleaded indistinctly. "I'm a prince. I can give you lots of Gold Soul Coins."

Though he was begging, he was clearly trying to use his status as a prince to suppress Lang Lei. Dai Mubai believed that no matter how strong Lang Lei was, he would not dare oppose a nation's royal family, right?

"Hehe, a prince, huh~" Lang Lei slapped him again, sending him flying once more. "I'm so scared~"

"You dared to look at her with those eyes. Even if you were a Titled Douluo's grandson, I'd still teach you a proper lesson!" Lang Lei said viciously.

At his core, he had never been much of a good person in his previous life. Then he had gone through transmigration, been abandoned by his biological parents, adopted as a tool, and cast aside again when he proved useless, left at the end of the road...

Lang Lei had long since ceased to be some hot-blooded, righteous youth...

"It was these eyes that showed that kind of gaze just now, right?" Lang Lei asked again.

"No, I didn't!" Dai Mubai hurriedly denied it in panic.

But clearly, it was useless.

Splat—

"Aah—!"

"That scream is pretty clear, though." Lang Lei calmly shook his hand as he watched Dai Mubai clutch his eye and roll around on the ground. "Looks like you still have plenty of strength left~"

"Get up!"

Dai Mubai shakily rose to his feet. At that moment, his entire body was wracked with unbearable pain, and his Martial Soul had been beaten back into him.

"Weren't you pretty arrogant just now?" Lang Lei approached Dai Mubai step by step again. "How come you can't even take one move?"

"My next strike will cripple your leg. Watch closely." Lang Lei spoke as if reminding Dai Mubai, making his entire body tremble. He hurriedly activated Martial Soul Possession again.

Bang!

Thud!

"Aah—!"

But how could Dai Mubai, who could not even see, possibly block Lang Lei? With one sweeping kick, Dai Mubai spun several times in midair before crashing heavily onto the ground.

"This makes me look like some evil final villain, doesn't it~" Lang Lei stepped on Dai Mubai's chest, bent down, and whispered, "How about... we end this quickly?"

"Please, please, spare me! I won't dare do it again!" Dai Mubai begged in despair, his body trembling violently with fear.

"Don't go stirring up trouble in your next life... A Soul Master who doesn't dare cause trouble isn't a good Soul Master?" Lang Lei chuckled. "You only bully the weak and fear the strong. Why dress up such crooked logic so nicely?"

"Brother Lang Lei..."

At that moment, a soft voice rang out.

Lang Lei froze, then heavily kicked Dai Mubai between the legs, crippling him and kicking him out of the hotel.

This time, consider him lucky. But surviving in that condition...

Was it really luck?

"Brother Lang Lei..." Griseo walked over and hugged Lang Lei of her own accord.

"Brother Lang Lei looks very angry right now, just like Uncle Qianjie..." Griseo said softly. "It's bad for your body. Don't be angry anymore, okay?"

"Alright. Big brother won't be angry." Lang Lei crouched down and gently stroked Griseo's little head, the trace of savagery in his eyes fading away.

No matter what, Griseo would never leave him, would she?

"Griseo isn't a child anymore..."

"Mm, I know..." Lang Lei picked Griseo up again. "But you still make people want to cherish you~"

"Since Little Griseo came to me, then at the very least, I have to make sure Little Griseo never suffers any grievance. After all, Little Griseo is so kind..." Lang Lei said softly.

"Mm, I like Brother Lang Lei the most!" Griseo wrapped her arms around Lang Lei's neck.

At that moment, the hotel manager walked over.

"I'm very sorry for the inconvenience we caused you." The man was also exceptionally skilled at reading the situation. "You will not need to compensate for any expenses this time. Following Young Master Dai—no, Dai Mubai's usual practice, we will visit his academy later to collect payment for today's damages."

"How much is this hotel?" Lang Lei's first words stunned the hotel manager.

"This..."

"I'm buying it. Here are one million Gold Soul Coins. Use whatever's left over for renovations." Lang Lei tossed over a black card. He had quite a few such Gold Soul Coin cards on hand now.

"Yes, yes, I'll get the contract right away." The manager was overjoyed. With such a powerful Soul Master protecting the place, anyone looking to make trouble in the future would have to think twice. The hotel was his anyway, so there was no need to make things too complicated.

Within minutes, Lang Lei and the man had signed the contract.

"From now on, no one else is allowed to stay in the room I'm currently staying in. Keep it reserved for me." Lang Lei put away the contract, land deed, and property certificate, issuing the order without room for objection.

"Understood. Everything will be arranged according to your wishes."

Lang Lei nodded and carried Griseo up the stairs.