Ma Hongjun was still convulsing on the ground not far away, and at that moment he was so jealous his guts were practically splitting.
Though his crotch was in agony and he'd been made a eunuch, he could still hear.
Why?!
Ma Hongjun had only been castrated for harassing a common girl.
Yet Qin Feng had not only top-tier beauties like Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling fussing over him, but also a golden-haired beauty behind him who looked like an absolute vision.
Three!
Three stunning beauties!
Ma Hongjun seethed with hatred and jealousy.
Once His Excellency Haotian kills you, all three women will be mine!
Even if I can't use it anymore, I'll lock them up and torture them every day, until they beg for death and find none!
Hearing the words "granddaughter's husband," Qian Renxue's expression turned a little strange.
She glanced at Dugu Yan, who was clinging to Qin Feng's arm and refusing to let go, then at Qin Feng, who looked perfectly at ease with it.
This guy really did have a way with women.
Old Poison was famous for his eccentric personality, and yet he was willing to marry his granddaughter off to Qin Feng?
Tang Hao took a deep breath. He was determined to get that Soul Bone today.
"Dugu Bo, this boy is steeped in sin."
"Not only is he vicious and malicious, using Evil Fire to ruin my junior's lower half, but he also just injured my son."
"I can't let this matter go."
"Out of respect for you, I can spare his life."
"But he must hand over that Hundred Thousand Year External Soul Bone and break both his own arms to atone to my junior."
Tang Hao's voice was cold as ice, as if he were passing sentence.
Dugu Bo's face darkened at once.
"Tang Hao, do you think a little too highly of yourself?"
"Hand over the Soul Bone? And break both his arms?"
"Why not just have me chop off his head and deliver it to you?"
Ye Lingling leaned toward Dugu Yan and asked anxiously:
"Yanzi, can Grandpa Dugu beat Tang Hao?"
Dugu Yan looked just as tense, her palms damp with sweat.
Qin Feng patted the back of her hand and said softly:
"He can't."
"Tang Hao is a Power Attack System Titled Douluo, with a top-tier weapon Martial Soul like the Clear Sky Hammer. He's also a Super Douluo above level ninety-five."
"Your grandpa's poison is powerful, but in a head-on fight, even three of him together wouldn't be a match for Tang Hao."
Dugu Yan's face went pale.
"Then what do we do?"
"Doesn't that put Grandpa in danger?"
The atmosphere in the clearing had turned taut, as if a fight could break out at any moment.
The aura around Tang Hao grew stronger by the second. A gigantic black hammer slowly appeared in his hand, encircled by nine Spirit Rings: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.
The moment that red Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring appeared, its terrifying pressure made the ground around them tremble.
"Dugu Bo, since you refuse a toast and choose to drink a forfeit,"
"don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"I'm taking this man today, no matter what!"
Qin Feng stood where he was, watching the two Titled Douluo face off. Not only was there no fear on his face, he even closed his eyes, looking perfectly relaxed.
Since that shameless old bastard Tang Hao wanted to play dirty, Qin Feng might as well make sure to document him properly in his diary.
He sank his consciousness into his mind, and the system interface appeared.
[Who would've thought I'd run into Tang Hao? The old bastard even wants to snatch my Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!] [This father and son really are cut from the same cloth, all talk of benevolence and morality, while their guts are full of thievery and lechery. If they want something that belongs to someone else, they slap an evil label on the person first, then make themselves out to be heroes who represent justice and vanquish evil.] [Do they really think everyone in the world is an idiot?] [Too bad I don't have much time right now, and things are a little chaotic. Once I get back, I'll make sure to tear into these two hypocrites in my diary and air all their dirty laundry!] [One thing did surprise me, though. Dugu Yan actually managed to bring Dugu Bo here!] [Sure, Old Poison can help hold him off, but even if he hadn't come, Tang Hao in his current crippled state still couldn't do a thing to me!]
Spirit City, Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong sat on the throne that symbolized supreme authority, holding the copy that only she could see.
Her brow had been furrowed with tension over the many matters demanding her attention, but it relaxed the moment she saw the notification that the diary had been updated.
"This kid's writing again."
She turned to a fresh page, the corner of her mouth lifting in a faint smile.
"Tang Hao..."
As Bibi Dong read the diary, a glint of amusement flickered in her eyes.
Back then, Tang Hao had grievously wounded the previous pope with such domineering force. Who would've thought that, in Qin Feng's account, he was just a hypocrite who stole from juniors?
"Self-righteous, claiming to stand for justice?"
Bibi Dong tapped her fingers lightly against the armrest.
Her impression of Tang Hao had always been that of the overbearing Clear Sky Douluo she'd known back then. Now, it seemed his image had crumbled rather badly.
"If Qin Feng says there's something wrong with that father and son, then there's definitely something very wrong with them."
Bibi Dong closed the diary and gazed toward Heaven Dou City.
"I'm quite looking forward to whatever else this boy has to expose."
On another bustling street in Heaven Dou City,
Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu were walking together.
They'd set out to find Qin Feng, hoping to make their presence known to him so he'd mention them more often in his diary and earn them more system rewards.
"Look! The diary's updated!"
Ning Rongrong suddenly cried out, and a little book appeared out of thin air in her hand.
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu hurried to stop as well, each summoning her own copy.
The three crowded together, quickly scanning the contents.
After reading it, all three girls, though so different in temperament, wore shocked expressions.
"Uncle Tang Hao... wants to steal Qin Feng's Soul Bone?"
Xiao Wu's eyes widened, and both her rabbit ears stood straight up.
In her mind, Tang Hao had always been a reclusive expert. Though a little down and out, he didn't seem like someone who would do such a thing.
But the diary didn't lie.
Qin Feng might talk nonsense most of the time, but he'd never been wrong about anything he recorded in his diary.
"Tang San isn't a good person either!"
Ning Rongrong stamped her foot angrily.
"He acts like such a refined gentleman, but behind everyone's backs he's so greedy he'll even steal someone else's Soul Bone!"
Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, but her cool eyes were full of contempt.
If what the diary said was true, that whole family was absolutely vile.
"Qin Feng said Tang Hao has an old injury and can't do anything to him. Is that really true?"
Ning Rongrong looked worried.
"That's the Clear Sky Douluo we're talking about. He's the ruthless guy who, according to legend, even wounded the pope."
Zhu Zhuqing closed the diary and looked toward the wave of Soul Power surging into the sky in the distance.
"If that's what the diary says, then Qin Feng must be confident."