Grandfather Just Found Himself a Backer

Dugu Yan did not act coquettishly in front of Dugu Bo as usual.

She stood there, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes tightly, her face full of hesitation and conflict.

His lips moved several times, but he couldn't say anything.

Dugu Bo noticed something was wrong with her.

He stopped smiling.

"What's wrong, Yanyan? What happened? Is there anything you can't tell Grandpa?"

When her gaze met Dugu Bo's concerned look, Dugu Yan trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

After some hesitation, he finally spoke up, "Grandpa, I have a question for you, and you must tell me the truth."

"Okay, Grandpa will tell you the truth."

Dugu Bo nodded, but a faint unease rose in his heart.

This was the first time Yanyan had ever been so serious in front of him.

Dugu Yan: "Grandpa, are you... are you working for someone else? Are you recognizing someone else as your master?"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's expression instantly froze.

He stood there, stunned.

His eyes widened suddenly, his face filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Dugu Bo's voice changed as he stared at Dugu Yan.

"Yanyan, how... how did you know about this?"

His unconscious remark was tantamount to a direct admission.

"!!!"

Dugu Yan's heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by a hand, and she instantly sank to the bottom.

She initially held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that the people in the Chat Group were talking nonsense.

But her grandfather's reaction shattered all her hopes.

She staggered back a step.

His face was full of shock, and his voice rose several decibels.

"It's really true?!"

"Grandpa, you've really become someone else's subordinate?"

"You're Titled Douluo! The Poison Douluo with the most powerful poison skills! How could you become someone else's subordinate?"

The granddaughter's shocked expression instantly brought a hint of embarrassment to Dugu Bo's old face.

He touched his nose, his eyes darting around.

She coughed twice and quickly explained, "Oh dear, Yanyan, you can't say that."

"What do you mean by 'becoming a subordinate'? Grandpa, this is... this is finding yourself a powerful backer."

He thought to himself: On this entire continent, there's probably no one with a stronger backer than the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

Moreover, that Young Master also possesses immense potential and has caught the eye of His Holiness the Pope.

Being able to latch onto this powerful figure would be a tremendous benefit for both him and Yanyan!

"Backing?"

Dugu Yan frowned; she didn't understand.

"Grandpa, you yourself are Titled Douluo, you are the biggest backer, why would you need to find another backer?"

"Yanyan, you don't understand."

Dugu Bo waved his hand, his tone unusually serious.

"There are many people on this continent who are more capable than Grandpa."

"Grandpa's body is covered in poison, which looks formidable, but if he really encounters a top-tier expert, he's no match for them at all."

"What's more, the venom of the Jade Phosphor Snake Poison in my grandfather's body has haunted me my whole life, harmed my child, and almost harmed you as well."

"Where do you think Grandpa got his method of expelling poison with his Soul Bone? And where did your Soul Bone come from?"

"These are all methods given to me by my Young Master."

"Grandpa doesn't care without him, but Yanyan, you'll eventually be poisoned by this toxin."

"!"

Dugu Yan was stunned for a moment.

Several days ago, her grandfather had come to her about this matter and even gave her Soul Bone to expel the poison.

So... it was all because of that so-called "Young Master"?

Dugu Yan snapped out of her daze.

Thinking of one possibility, she asked eagerly, "Grandpa, what is the name of this Young Master you're talking about?"

"Ah?"

Now, Dugu Bo was in a dilemma.

His expression froze, and he opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

This matter is absolutely confidential!

Whether he defected to the Spirit Hall and recognized Bibi Dong as his superior, or recognized Lin Qingmo as his Young Master.

If this matter were to leak out, Pope Bibi Dong would certainly not spare him.

Pope Bibi Dong specifically instructed that this matter must not be known to a third person.

But seeing his granddaughter's anxious eyes, he couldn't bear to lie to her.

Dugu Bo still felt his life was more important, and said vaguely, "This... Yanyan, the Young Master's identity is an absolute secret and cannot be revealed casually."

"Don't ask. Knowing won't do you any good."

"Can't you say?"

His evasive gaze was noticed by Dugu Yan, which was not surprising.

But a name had already popped into her mind.

She took a deep breath, looked at Dugu Bo, and asked, word by word, "Grandpa, is your Young Master called... A-Qing?"

"???"

As soon as those words were spoken...

Dugu Bo was stunned.

A-Qing... isn't that how His Holiness the Pope addresses the Young Master?

Hiss!

How did Yanyan find out?

He suddenly took a step forward and grabbed Dugu Yan's arm.

"Yanyan, how do you know the Young Master's name? Where did you find out?"

His reaction undoubtedly gave Dugu Yan the clearest answer.

"..."

Dugu Yan's heart clenched, and a chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

She staggered back a step, her face instantly turning deathly pale.

Only one thought remained in my mind: everything said in the Chat Group was actually true!

Every word that A-Qing from another world said was actually true.

Her grandfather actually recognized someone else as his Young Master and actually became that person's subordinate.

That person was Lin Qingmo from the Chat Group.

His granddaughter's sudden deathly pale face intensified Dugu Bo's unease.

He didn't know how Dugu Yan had found out about this.

But this matter is too important; absolutely no mistakes can be made.

He pressed down on Dugu Yan's shoulder, his expression more solemn than ever before, and his tone extremely serious.

"Yanyan, listen to what Grandpa has to say."

"This matter concerns the lives of my grandson and me, and even the future of the entire continent."

"What you hear, what you see, and even the Young Master's name must never be told to anyone."

"You can't say a single word, not even to your most trusted teammates or closest friends. Do you understand?"

Grandpa's serious expression made Dugu Yan realize the gravity of the matter.

She nodded with a complicated expression and replied softly, "I understand, Grandpa. I won't tell anyone, I promise."

Grandpa breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the assurance.

He ruffled her hair again.

"Okay, stop thinking about it."

"This Young Master is a true prodigy. Following him will only bring us benefits, not harm. You'll see later."

"..."

Dugu Yan remained silent.

But a storm was brewing in my heart.

At this moment, all she could think about was Lin Qingmo's profile picture in that Chat Group, and the words he had said.

Who exactly is this man A-Qing?

Even his grandfather, Titled Douluo, willingly acknowledged him as his Young Master.

And who is his Titled Douluo Master who truly subdued his grandfather?

Even my grandfather thought it was a great backer, at least more powerful than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan of the Upper Three Sects.

The increasing number of questions brought Dugu Yan's curiosity about Lin Qingmo to its peak.