After venting in the diary, Wang Jingyu received the system rewards: a new Mysterious Strongman Experience Card and a Dragon Abyss Key.
Wang Jingyu had no time to inspect those rewards.
He glanced back at Qian Daoliu, his eyes holding thirty percent disdain and seventy percent mockery.
"Hmph, I originally came here because I heard that my disciple's new girlfriend was the Saintess of your Spirit Hall.
So I wanted to see what my future disciple's wife looked like, and while I was at it, visit you, my old friend, to discuss whether Spirit Hall and my Clear Sky Sect could become joined by marriage.
But I never expected to witness your precious son's beastly conduct. Tell me, should this old man be angry or not?"
Wang Jingyu understood the value of borrowing a tiger's might. The Tang Hao Experience Card could only intimidate Spirit Hall's experts for half an hour.
But if he made good use of that borrowed prestige, the benefits would last far longer than a mere half hour—at least several decades.
Qian Daoliu could not understand what "Tang Chen" meant by those words.
But he could vaguely sense that his son's aura was growing weaker and weaker, as though he could perish at any moment...
Therefore, no matter what major event had occurred, nothing mattered more to him than saving his son's life.
He looked toward Qian Xunji, who had crashed through more than a dozen walls in the distance and fallen into a deep coma, then turned back and instructed the three healing-type Soul Douluo.
"Go treat the Pope's injuries. You must preserve his life! Second Worship, Third Enshrined, the two of you protect them."
Upon receiving the order, the two worships released their spirits together, their four eyes fixed firmly on Wang Jingyu.
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