Winning a favor from one of the Shrek Seven Devils was a good thing for "Xue Qinghe."
It would help her recruit the Shrek group.
Of course, she would rather eliminate them before they became a threat!
Qian Renxue was proud. She knew she would become their enemy, but her pride would not let her strike them down like that.
That sort of move was commonly known as a sudden loss of intelligence!
In the original timeline, she had let Tang San go time and again.
She could spare Tang San once today and twice tomorrow. At this rate, she was practically running a horse ranch...
Qian Renxue: "Hey, I don't raise horses!"
"Senior brother, help us!"
Ning Rongrong did not take in a word "Xue Qinghe" said. She grabbed his sleeve and started acting cute.
That trick had never failed her with Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, or Gu Rong!
Whenever she made a mistake, a little pleading and a cute look had always been enough to get her off the hook.
A few dark lines seemed to appear on "Xue Qinghe's" forehead. This Ning Rongrong...
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, there's no need to trouble yourself. Dai Mubai has received the punishment he deserved. Let's leave it at that."
Before "Xue Qinghe" could speak, Zhongli waved a hand and said his piece.
The Shrek group brightened at his words. Ning Rongrong's trick had actually worked!
His Excellency was a Crown Prince's Mansion Guest Official. He really was willing to do the Crown Prince a favor!
With a guest official like him, wasn't "Xue Qinghe's" position as Crown Prince secure?
Dai Mubai paused mid-slap. It was over?
Overjoyed, he hurriedly knocked his head against the ground twice.
"Thank you, Your Excellency! Thank you!"
Suddenly, Paimon's eyes lit up as if she had remembered something.
She had the memory of a fish. Once something had passed, it was usually gone.
But there was one thing she remembered.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, what did you want to see Zhongli about earlier?"
Little Paimon rubbed her hands together. Normally, "Xue Qinghe" seeking out Zhongli should mean something good, right?
It was almost noon. Could he be inviting them to a feast?
Paimon's question reminded "Xue Qinghe" why she had come.
She had thought Zhongli possessed no Soul Power, so she had prepared a bank card for him to spend freely while she picked up the bill.
But Zhongli not only possessed Soul Power, he was extraordinarily powerful!
He might even be the Vago Rock Emperor, whose divine power was boundless!
After a moment's thought, "Xue Qinghe" took a bracelet-shaped Storage Soul Tool from her wrist.
"Guest Official, this is a small token of Qinghe's regard. Please accept it. Inside are gifts for you and Little Paimon to mark our meeting!"
"Huh? There's something for me too?"
Paimon was delighted and quickly accepted the bracelet.
"Thank you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
"Of course there's something for you, Little Paimon. Just call me Qinghe. 'Your Highness the Crown Prince' sounds far too distant."
Paimon did not care whether "Xue Qinghe" was only being polite. She nodded happily.
"Thank you, Qinghe! I haven't received a gift in ages. The last time was when Water—"
Before Paimon could finish, Zhongli hurriedly covered her mouth with his right hand.
"Ahem, ahem..."
At the sound of his cough, Paimon quickly turned to Zhongli.
"Huh? Zhongli, what's wrong?"
Her concern was unmistakably genuine.
In this other world, Zhongli was the only one she could rely on. Nothing could happen to him!
"I seem to have caught a chill."
Zhongli said it without batting an eye.
With his strength, how could he possibly catch a chill?
The others exchanged glances. Then understanding dawned on them!
Paimon had nearly let a secret slip, and Zhongli had been forced to stop her!
Only Little Cutie herself remained in the dark, staring at Zhongli in confusion.
"If you've caught a cold, you need treatment. I don't know whether Heaven Dou City has a doctor like Baizhu, but I can help you look!"
Paimon had a certain beauty to her, untouched by the burden of knowledge.
"It's all right. With my constitution, I'll recover in a couple of days."
Paimon nodded solemnly at that.
That was right. Zhongli was a Demon God. A little cold would clear up in a couple of days.
"Qinghe, do you have time? Let me treat you to a meal."
"Xue Qinghe" froze for a moment, then nodded without hesitation.
Even if she had no time, she would make time. Zhongli was inviting her to a meal!
"Guest Official, I was just about to eat. I have time!"
"Great! Let's go, let's go! Paimon only had one bowl of sweet tofu pudding for breakfast, and I'm starving!"
Zhongli, Paimon, and "Xue Qinghe" went on their way, leaving the Shrek group behind with complicated expressions.
"So strong. He's unbelievably strong!"
Ma Hongjun's face flushed with excitement, his eyes burning.
"Who knows how many times stronger His Excellency is than Dugu Bo? They're both Titled Douluo, so how can the gap be this big?"
Ma Hongjun's loud "whisper" drew instinctive nods from the others.
Though both were Titled Douluo, the pressure Dugu Bo exerted on them was not even a tenth of Zhongli's.
Dugu Bo's pressure was cold and sinister. Zhongli's, by contrast, felt open and righteous, with a faint trace of Imperial Might. It was hard to understand.
They did not know that Zhongli was already holding back considerably.
"Little fatty, you're quite right. The gap between Mr. Zhongli and me is like that between a firefly and the bright moon."
"???"
Wait!
"But dealing with the lot of you would still be child's play for me!"
"!!!"
Damn it, wasn't that old bastard Dugu Bo?
Zhongli had barely left before Dugu Bo appeared!
Their faces changed. This was just their luck!
They thought Dugu Bo would teach them a lesson. Instead, after those two remarks, he ignored the Shrek group and went on his way.
A chill ran down Flender and the others' backs, and cold sweat broke out across their skin.
Relief at having escaped disaster washed over them.
"Fatty, watch what you say from now on!"
Dugu Bo, meanwhile, was full of questions. How had Zhongli become a Crown Prince's Mansion Guest Official?
Becoming Zhongli's enemy was out of the question!
He still remembered the first time he had met Zhongli.
"Sir, you've been poisoned!"
"..."
Dugu Bo had intended to settle things by force. Instead, without even releasing his Martial Soul, Zhongli had pinned him to the ground with one hand.
At that moment, Dugu Bo had realized he was poisoned!
Zhongli had not been speaking idly. He really knew that Dugu Bo was poisoned by his own Martial Soul, and he had a way to cure it.
Dugu Bo had dropped to his knees on the spot!
After Zhongli cured him and Dugu Yan of their Martial Soul's poison, Dugu Bo had seen that overwhelming power with his own eyes...
"He's fucking strong. Terrifyingly so!"
If a Titled Douluo called someone terrifying, then that person was strong indeed!
"I've fulfilled the three things I promised Xue Xing. For my sake and Yan's, I'd better keep my distance from Xue Xing and his people from now on."
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