"Damn it! Give that External Soul Bone back to me!"
Watching his own External Soul Bone being held in Lin Du's hand, the battered Yan ignored his physical weakness.
He forced himself to his feet and tried to demand it back from Lin Du.
"If I were you, I wouldn't say something so foolish. I'm taking this Spirit Bone as compensation for your offense against me."
Lin Du cast Yan a faint glance and, before his bloodshot eyes, put away the Granite Snake's External Soul Bone.
"Xue'er, Yan Yan, let's go."
Lin Du brushed off nonexistent dust from the corner of his clothes and calmly walked past Yan.
This time, Yan had learned his lesson. Not only did he not launch another sneak attack on Lin Du, but he even instinctively curled up his body.
Clearly, Lin Du's attack had already left an indelible psychological shadow in his heart.
"That Spirit Bone was Yan's spoils of war. Taking it without distinguishing right from wrong is against the rules."
Hu Liena rubbed the red marks on her wrist and stepped forward, intending to seek justice for Yan.
"It was his spoils before, but now this Spirit Bone is my spoils. As for the rules you mentioned?"
"Do you think I, the Young Hall Master of Douluo Hall and the Spirit Hall Saint Son, need to care about your rules?"
"Now you want to talk about rules? What were you doing earlier? Are Spirit Hall's Saintesses all this brainless?"
Before Yan's bloodshot eyes and Hu Liena's disbelieving gaze, Lin Du reached out and lightly patted Hu Liena's seductive cheek, his mockery unmistakable.
Hu Liena had clearly never expected anyone to dare treat her this way. She stood frozen in place, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"D-Did I see that right? The Saint