The dignified noblewoman possessed a feline charm and had maintained herself quite well, a fine model of a cold and glamorous aristocratic lady.
"Who's there?!"
The seventh Soul Ring lit up, and just as immense Soul Power surged forth, it was forcibly suppressed the very next moment. A tremendous weakness washed over her, and Duchess White Tiger collapsed directly onto the ground.
"..."
Her gorgeous dress was covered in dust. The disheveled duchess climbed to her feet, none of her earlier arrogance remaining. "May I ask how White Tiger Duke's Mansion has offended Your Excellency?"
A Title Douluo.
This person had to be a Title Douluo!
Why had Elder Teng not appeared? He was a Soul Douluo! Could he have already been assassinated?
Stall for time. She had to stall until the experts of Star Luo City arrived.
"Your Excellency, I do not know how we have offended you. White Tiger Duke's Mansion and the Star Luo Royal Family are willing to do everything in our power to compensate for your losses."
Her usually proud, icy face was now covered in a fawning smile.
She did not want to die.
She could not die.
The figure enveloped in gray mist said nothing, walking straight toward the noblewoman, who was so weak that she could only kneel and crawl on the ground. Within the gray mist, a pair of fair little fists bulged with veins. Huo Yutong's brilliant, deep-sea-like eyes brimmed with hatred as memories of her time with her mother flashed through her mind.
"Bad woman!"
A young female voice filled with hatred rang out. The somewhat childish voice made Duchess White Tiger freeze. It did not sound like a Title Douluo at all, but rather a child barely in her teens.
The gray mist over Huo Yutong's face gradually