Most Dangerous, Most Safe

After waiting for nearly an hour and repeatedly failing to activate the "Heavenly Eye" set on Bibi Dong, Wang Jingyu did not dare linger in the room any longer.

He knew that for Spirit Hall, investigating the identities of outsiders staying in every hotel and inn throughout the city would not be difficult.

After all, outsiders staying at hotels or inns in Spirit City all had to present identification.

That was, a Soul Master certificate issued by one of Spirit Hall's branch halls.

With that certificate, Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo would need less than half a day to find him.

Therefore, the longer Wang Jingyu stayed in the room, the more likely he was to expose himself.

The best course of action now was to leave this place and blend into the streets.

With that in mind, Wang Jingyu hurried out of the room. In any case, he was currently wearing the appearance he had possessed in his previous life.

Even if he ran into that bastard Ju Huaguan on the road, there was no way he would recognize him.

When Wang Jingyu reached the hotel lobby, he happened to see several guards in Spirit Hall uniforms holding a portrait and questioning the hotel's front desk staff.

Just as Wang Jingyu was about to sneak out of the hotel, one of the Spirit Hall guards called out to him.

"Hey, hey, kid! Turn your head around! Did you hear me?"

Wang Jingyu turned around with an innocent expression, pointed at himself with his index finger, and asked in confusion.

"Brothers, are you calling me?"

The guard who had stopped Wang Jingyu cursed under his breath.

"Who the hell else would I be calling? Can't you see we're looking for someone? You were sneaking away—got a guilty conscience?"

He spread out the portrait in his hand and carefully compared it with Wang Jingyu.

Wang Jingyu also glanced at the portrait. The man in it looked eighty percent similar to how he had looked in this life.

It was probably drawn by a Spirit Hall artist based on Ju Douluo and the others' descriptions. It had to be said, these artists were quite skilled.

He stroked his chin and nodded with interest.

"Mm, not bad. Pretty good. These eyes, this nose, this mouth—honestly, they're practically identical to mine. Damn, he's handsome.

In ancient times, they used 'as handsome as Pan An, as beautiful as Song Yu' to describe just how handsome a man could be. Looks like this young master is fully qualified for that level. So handsome it shocks the heavens."

At his shameless self-praise, the guard rolled his eyes, put away the portrait, and repeatedly waved him off.

"Get lost, get lost, get lost! Where did this idiot come from? You think your face compares to the man in that portrait?

The man in that portrait is someone even Spirit Hall's Saintess fell for. Look at how ugly you are! Don't you have any self-awareness?"

Wang Jingyu was immediately displeased upon hearing that.

Although they were both him, his appearance in his previous life had not been as shabby as this guard made it sound, had it? This guy actually said he was ugly?

That was intolerable! No matter what, he had to argue this out properly with the man!

"Hey, you don't have to be so harsh, do you? Am I not handsome? Back when I was little, plenty of people called me the Little Lanling King!

You're insulting me like this? I'm going to the Holy Hall to report you for slander! Even His Holiness the Pope wouldn't casually insult people like this, would she?"

Wang Jingyu grabbed the guard and refused to let him leave, chattering on about demanding an explanation.

His relentless pestering angered the guard as well. The man drew his blade and glared at him viciously.

"Kid, if you don't get lost, we'll arrest you for obstructing official business and throw you into the Holy Hall prison! Try me if you don't believe it."

Only then did Wang Jingyu grudgingly release the guard's arm. Wearing an unhappy expression, he turned and headed outside the hotel.

The instant Wang Jingyu stepped out of the hotel, he saw Gui Douluo and Ju Douluo enter one after the other. Ju Douluo's questioning voice followed.

"Well? Have you found the target?"

The guard respectfully cupped his fists toward Ju Douluo.

"Chrysanthemum Elder, we just questioned the hotel's front desk staff. They said that a man who looked very much like the person in the portrait did indeed check in today.

But they refused to tell us his room number, saying it was guest privacy.

We were just about to report the matter when you and Ghost Elder arrived..."

Gui Douluo took Wang Jingyu's portrait from the guard and questioned the hotel staff.

"You're certain a man resembling this portrait checked in today, correct? This man is a major criminal wanted by His Holiness the Pope.

I hope you cooperate properly. Don't try to play games with the Holy Hall, or when the Pope holds you accountable, you'll regret it!"

The front desk attendants were thoroughly intimidated. They had all heard of Gui Douluo and Ju Douluo.

Their strength had reached the rank of Titled Douluo, and they had followed His Holiness the Pope into battle across the south and north. They were the Pope's trusted right-hand men.

Since even they had personally come looking for someone, it was clear just how serious the crime committed by the man in the portrait had been.

The attendants were terrified. After hurriedly discussing it among themselves, they summoned the hotel manager.

The matter was no longer theirs to decide. When the manager saw that two Titled Douluo had come in person, how could he care about customer privacy anymore?

He immediately gave them Wang Jingyu's room number and led Ju Douluo, Gui Douluo, and a group of Spirit Hall guards toward the room.

Yet when they arrived, they found that it had long since been emptied. Only the bath towel in the bedroom showed signs of having been used.

Looking at the vacant room, Gui Douluo grabbed the hotel manager by the collar.

"Where is he? Where did he go? Did you warn him and let him escape?

Bastard! Do you know what crime it is in Spirit City to secretly release someone wanted by His Holiness the Pope?"

The hotel manager's face was filled with fear. Looking anxiously at Gui Douluo, he stammered.

"E-Elder, we've been wronged! Why would we risk offending the Holy Hall to warn him? We've been wronged..."

"Hmph! Why aren't you sending people to search every room? If he gets away, just wait to be thrown in prison! Hmph!"

Gui Douluo radiated a chillingly sinister aura that made the hotel manager tremble from head to toe. Once released, he hurriedly ran toward the front desk...

At that moment, Wang Jingyu was strolling leisurely down the street. He needed to find another place to stay now; he definitely could not return to that hotel.

But where should he go? That was a bit troublesome. Every hotel in the city was unsafe now.

As Wang Jingyu passed the entrance to Spirit Hall, he glanced at it.

More than ten guards stood at the entrance in tight formation, vigilantly preventing any suspicious figures from breaking in.

A plan suddenly came to Wang Jingyu's mind. The most dangerous place was often the safest place.

Why not enter Spirit Hall itself? Hehe...