Nan Feng, carrying Dugu Yan, swaggered out of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's school gate. Not far away, he bumped into a hurried figure.
It was a young man of about fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing Heaven Dou Imperial Family's unique gold-embroidered clothes, with a gentle and elegant aristocratic temperament in his movements. Although he was not old, his pale golden eyes had a calmness and aura far beyond those of his peers.
It is Heaven Dou Empire's eldest prince--Xue Qinghe.
Of course, under the skin, it has been replaced by Qian Renxue, which has been dormant for three years.
As a child of the royal family, Xue Qinghe naturally studied at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. I just heard that something big happened in the college. Someone kidnapped Dugu Bo's granddaughter in broad daylight, and the kidnapper also called himself "Nan Feng".
This name is too special for her.
That was what her cold-blooded mother called that bastard teacher in private.
Without any hesitation, she rushed over immediately.
When she saw the "little loli" wearing a black trench coat and carrying Dugu Yan on her shoulders on the path in front of the school, walking towards her like a stranger, Qian Renxue was stunned.
This face...
This familiar purple hair and purple eyes, this extremely delicate facial features, are simply a smaller version of Bibi Dong!
An extremely absurd yet extremely certain intuition came to my mind.
Qian Renxue took a deep breath and tentatively shouted:
"... Teacher?"
Hearing this call, Nan Feng, who was carrying the "meat ticket" on his way, paused. He turned his head speechlessly, looking at the cheap apprentice in front of him who had completely assumed the role of "Xue Qinghe", with a confused look on his face:
"No... I've become like this, can you recognize it?"
"Why do all the eyes look so good? Should I change my hair color?"
Seeing Nan Feng admit it directly, a smile of surprise instantly bloomed on Qian Renxue's originally tense face. She no longer cared about the eldest prince's manners, ran forward in a few steps, pulled Nan Feng and got into the nearby woods, avoiding the sight of passers-by.
"Is it really you?!"
Qian Renxue squatted down and curiously looked at the little loli in front of her who was not even taller than her waist. She even couldn't help but stretched out her hand to pinch her pink face:
"Why did it become like this? Is it... the new disguise Soul Skill? This is too cute!"
"Don't move your hands or feet!"
Nan Feng angrily swatted away Qian Renxue's hand.
"Bibi Dong absorbed a Soul Ring a few days ago, which caused a little... little accident in my Soul Skill form."
"Okay, I have something else to do."
With that said, Nan Feng was about to leave with Dugu Yan on his shoulders.
"Wait!"
Qian Renxue quickly stopped him and glanced at the unconscious Dugu Yan, his eyes full of doubts:
"Teacher, why did you tie up Dugu Yan? She is the granddaughter of Dugu Bo. If that old poisonous creature goes crazy..."
"Just to drive that old poison crazy."
Nan Feng shrugged, with a matter-of-fact expression:
"That old guy Dugu Bo should be about to break through Level 90 Titled Douluo. Although there are many people in the Elder Hall now, there are not many that can really fight, and most of them are losers. I am here to help... help your mother find someone to go back and enrich her high-level combat power."
"About to break through?"
Qian Renxue frowned slightly, obviously not believing this reason:
"What does it mean to be about to break through? Are there not many Soul Douluo who are stuck at level 88 or 89 in this world? Many people will never be able to cross that threshold in their lifetime."
"Furthermore, even if it is really to win over a future Titled Douluo, as for asking you to take action personally? And use such dirty means as kidnapping someone's granddaughter?"
"Tsk, how do you talk? What do you mean?"
Nan Feng rolled his eyes, "This is called efficiency! This is called hitting the pain point!"
"As for why I came in person..."
"I've always been like this. When it comes to important things, I only believe in myself, not the abilities of others. If I send a fool to mess things up, will he be delivering food to Dugu Bo, or will he be causing trouble for me?"
After saying that, Nan Feng did not give Qian Renxue any chance to ask further questions.
"Okay, pay attention to your identity, the eldest prince. Let's go!"
The words have not yet fallen.
Nan Feng's feet flashed with purple light.
There was no sign of Soul Power fluctuations. His figure seemed to teleport. With just one step, he had already appeared a hundred meters away.
"Teacher!"
Qian Renxue was just about to catch up and ask a few more questions, but found that the small black figure had already disappeared at the end of the woods, leaving only the sound of a gust of wind rustling through the leaves.
Looking at the empty woods, Qian Renxue frowned.
"To win over Dugu Bo... is it really just to win over one Titled Douluo?"
This teacher of hers, to put it bluntly, is useless and can't afford to be early. Going to such a troubled place in person is definitely not just for the sake of adding an elder to the Spirit Hall.
There must be something else and more important about Dugu Bo!
Nan Feng carried Dugu Yan on his short legs and rushed back to the Moonlight Pavilion like a gust of wind.
Tang Yuehua, who had just been in the hall, had not recovered yet. He looked at "little Pope" who had gone and returned, and the girl on his shoulder who was wearing Heaven Dou Royal Academy school uniform and was obviously still in a coma. He was completely confused.
This guy... didn't he say he was going for a walk?
Why did you wander around and then change your career to become a human trafficker?!
And looking at the dark green school uniform on that girl, she is clearly a student of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy!
In this Heaven Dou City, the aristocratic student who kidnapped Heaven Dou Imperial Academy in broad daylight, and then carried him back to the Moonlight Pavilion with such arrogance?
Before Tang Yuehua could speak to stop him, Nan Feng had already walked through the hall in a familiar way, ran up the stairs, and rushed straight towards Tang Yuehua's private boudoir on the top floor.
"Wait! It can't be there..."
Tang Yuehua was so frightened that he held up his skirt and hurriedly chased after her.
"Bang!"
The door was kicked open by Nan Feng.
He walked into this boudoir filled with elegant fragrance, without any awareness of himself as an outsider. He walked to the sitting area covered with famous silk carpets, threw his shoulders and threw the unconscious Dugu Yan directly to the ground.
"Boom."
There was a muffled sound.
Dugu Yan frowned, but did not wake up.
"Huh..."
Nan Feng clapped his little hands, sat down on the soft couch next to him, and looked at Tang Yuehua, who was panting and chasing after him:
"This place is nice, with good sound insulation and a good environment."
"You... what are you doing?!"
Tang Yuehua looked at the girl on the ground who didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and then at Nan Feng who looked content, and felt her head buzzing:
"His Holiness the Pope, why are you kidnapping people... to me?!"
"I have some personal matters to deal with, so I'd like to lend you your space."
Nan Feng crossed his legs and said, "What? Mrs. Yue thinks this room is inconvenient? Is it because she's afraid of dirtying your boudoir, or because she's afraid that I'll have to pay more for it?"
"If you find it inconvenient, then I'm sorry to trouble you and give me a quieter private room."
"..."
Tang Yuehua took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to drive this demon king out.
"Follow me."
Tang Yuehua gritted his teeth, turned around and led Nan Feng to a luxurious private room next door that was rarely open to the public.
After entering the room, Tang Yuehua closed the door, pointed at the girl on the ground, and asked in a trembling voice:
"Who... is this?"
"Dugu Bo's granddaughter, Dugu Yan."
Nan Feng replied casually, "You should have heard of it, right? The only weakness of that old poisoner."
"Dugu Bo?!"
Tang Yuehua's pupils shrank suddenly.
The most untouchable among Soul Douluo!
"You... you kidnapped his granddaughter?!"
"Don't put it in such a bad way, what is kidnapping? This is a treat."
Nan Feng picked up a piece of delicate pastry from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely:
"That old poison has been stuck at level 89 for many years, and I estimate that it will only take a year or two before he breaks through. Although Elder Hall has many people now, it still lacks real high-level combat power. As Pope, I naturally have to take precautions. For the sake of the Spirit Hall's development, I will reserve an elder position for him in advance."
"As long as I have his granddaughter in my hands, are I still afraid that he won't obey me?"
Looking at Nan Feng's natural and even complacent expression, Tang Yuehua felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.
Is this what Spirit Hall Pope does?
In order to win over a strong man, he actually attacked a nine-year-old child?
"Don't you think..."
Tang Yuehua looked at that pink and jade-carved little face that was filled with coldness, and couldn't help but say:
"Is this behavior despicable?"
"Despicable?"
Nan Feng stopped chewing the pastries.
He swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his head, and looked at Tang Yuehua quietly with a hint of humor and absurdity in his purple eyes:
"Mrs. Yue, is this the first day you have met me?"
"Or are you saying that these three years of stable life have been so comfortable that you have forgotten how I forced your eldest brother to close the mountain and how I trampled you Clear Sky Sect under my feet?"