Searching, Dispute

With that, he went straight to where Jun Hao was, preparing to take him to Sunset Forest.

At this time, inside Martial Soul City.

Xiao Feng and Ma Qinghai had searched almost every corner of Martial Soul City except for Martial Soul Hall.

Yet, they hadn't found any trace of the little guy named Ke Sheng.

Ma Qinghai frowned and looked at Xiao Feng, saying, "Are you sure that bead is useful? We've almost searched the entire Martial Soul City, and it hasn't lit up once."

Xiao Feng held a dark purple treasure bead in his hand and said calmly, "This is something given by Your Majesty, so it's naturally useful."

"Before Your Majesty handed this Martial Soul Bead to me, he had already instructed me."

"There's no need to find him. As long as we pass by Ke Sheng, this Martial Soul Bead will glow."

Ma Qinghai scratched his head helplessly. He naturally wouldn't doubt what his own Majesty said.

"Since this Martial Soul Bead won't be wrong, then..."

Ma Qinghai's gaze fell upon the majestic and grand architectural complex standing atop the high mountain.

"Only that place is left," Ma Qinghai said with a solemn expression.

Then, he looked at Xiao Feng with some worry, "With just the two of us, are we really going to enter there?"

"Your Majesty once said that there are at least ten Title Douluo inside Martial Soul Hall."

"With just the two of us, it might not be appropriate to enter. If it doesn't work, let's go back and get reinforcements."

Xiao Feng shook his head and refused without hesitation.

He tilted his head up slightly and said with immense confidence, "If I can't even handle this small matter, how can I serve Your Majesty in the future?"

"Even if it's Martial Soul Hall, with my current strength, even a Level Ninety-Nine Extreme Douluo cannot keep me!"

Ma Qinghai's mouth twitched wildly. Looking at Xiao Feng's confident demeanor, he said angrily, "But they can keep me!"

"I'm only Level 96! And do you think everyone is as fast as you?!"

Hearing this, Xiao Feng glanced at Ma Qinghai and said calmly, "In that case, you can wait for me outside Martial Soul City to meet me."

"After I find Ke Sheng, we'll leave together."

Seeing that Xiao Feng was going to Martial Soul Hall alone, Ma Qinghai's brows furrowed even tighter.

"Let's be cautious. In this situation, we are powerless."

"I don't think Your Majesty will blame us."

Xiao Feng's gaze turned towards Martial Soul Hall, and he said firmly, "I have nothing more to say, my mind is made up."

"Moreover, a mere Martial Soul Hall is no threat to me!"

With that, Xiao Feng gripped the dark purple Martial Soul Bead and walked towards Martial Soul Hall without any hesitation.

"You can wait for me outside Martial Soul City!"

Ma Qinghai watched Xiao Feng's departing back and scratched his head, feeling somewhat irritated.

But with his own strength, if he followed, he would be held back by the experts of Martial Soul Hall, and would need Xiao Feng to rescue him.

He would only be a burden.

"Forget it, even Dōngsēn Hall Master and Feiying Instructor have praised Xiao Feng's speed."

"I suppose there shouldn't be any problems."

Immediately, Ma Qinghai retreated towards the outside of Martial Soul Hall, preparing to meet Xiao Feng at any time.

Inside Martial Soul Hall at this moment.

Xiao Feng had already completed his armor fusion and was doing his utmost to conceal his Soul Power.

Relying on his elusive speed, he successfully avoided the patrolling Soul Masters.

He entered Martial Soul Hall.

Upon entering Martial Soul Hall, the dark purple Martial Soul Bead in his hand began to flash wildly.

After arriving at a certain location, the Martial Soul Bead in his hand was completely filled with purple light.

"It's around here." Seeing the Martial Soul Bead glowing to its limit, Xiao Feng immediately looked around.

Then, Xiao Feng spotted a pair of listless mother and son not far away.

Xiao Feng's brow twitched slightly, and he chuckled, "Found them."

However, what happened next caused Xiao Feng's expression to immediately turn grim.

The outer perimeter of Martial Soul Hall.

An alleyway shrouded in shadow.

"Hmph! You bastard, I already told you there's only this much allowance, can't you understand what I'm saying?!"

A middle-aged man in a Martial Soul Hall uniform held a bag and looked at the mother and son with great displeasure.

"How is that possible? How can there only be this little? Sir, did you make a mistake?"

The woman looked listless, her eyes teary as she looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man scratched his head, feeling irritated, and then threw the bag of money at the mother and son's feet.

"This is all there is. Take it or leave it!"

With that, he turned to leave.

Seeing the middle-aged man about to leave, the woman anxiously rushed forward and grabbed his arm.

"Wait, sir, wait!"

"My husband sacrificed himself while on a mission for the store. He should have received twenty Gold Soul Coins."

"But there isn't even five in that bag!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man was completely enraged.

As a Soul Ancestor, he easily broke free with just a slight exertion of force.

He then slapped the woman across the face and roared, "I told you this is all there is, you slut, can't you hear me?!"

Slap!

The woman cried out in pain, her frail body sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

Half of her cheek swelled up visibly, bearing a bright red palm print, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

Stars swam before her eyes, and she nearly fainted.

"Mom!" Seeing his mother knocked to the ground, the son quickly rushed forward to help her up.

His anger surged instantly, and he glared at the middle-aged man, "You, why did you hit my mom!"

"We just want our father's allowance!"

The middle-aged man chuckled upon seeing this scene.

"Heh, you little bastard, I already told you this is all the money there is. Take it or leave it."

Seeing the flames of anger in the boy's eyes seemed to pique his interest.

He slowly walked up to the mother and son, grabbed Ke Sheng, and sneered, "I don't like that look in your eyes."

Then, he lifted him high above his head, as if about to let go.

This scene made the woman still lying on the ground feel her liver and gallbladder split.

She immediately shouted miserably, "No!"

Just then, the three people present suddenly felt a gentle breeze.

The middle-aged man felt his vision blur, and Ke Sheng in his hands had already disappeared.

Only an emerald green figure stood before him.

It was the Tuo Na Duo Armor!

The middle-aged man reacted quickly.

Five spirit rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black, appeared around him.

A broadsword appeared in his hand.

He looked at the figure before him, who made no apparent move but exuded a terrifying pressure, with a mixture of shock and anger.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

"Who, who are you?!"

"This is Martial Soul Hall! What do you want to do, you fellow?!"

Tuo Na Duo calmly looked at the man before him, whose arrogant posture had vanished.

He couldn't help but sneer, "What a disgusting fellow!"

Saying that, he pulled Ke Sheng, who was beside him, to the front and said lightly, "Kid, do you want this guy dead or alive?"

Although Ke Sheng didn't understand what was happening, seeing the armored man before him supporting him, he said indignantly:

"This bastard not only embezzled my father's pension but also hit my mother!"

"He must pay the price!"

"So you want him dead?" Xiao Feng asked calmly.

Hearing this, Ke Sheng remembered his mother's teachings to him, "Be merciful when you can," and hesitated slightly, saying:

"Just teach him a lesson."