Celebration

"You little brat." Dantai Canglan shook his head, his tone carrying a mix of helplessness and amusement. "I've guarded this city for sixty years, and countless people have come to challenge the tower. Some knelt and begged me for a chance, some brought up the names of their sect elders to curry favor, and some even tried to bribe the gatekeepers with Gold Soul Coins."

He paused, his gaze sizing up Zhou Qiubai. "But you? The moment you came up here, you called me old man."

"What else am I supposed to call you? Senior Dantai? City Lord Dantai? That's way too awkward. I can't say it." Zhou Qiubai spread his hands, utterly unconcerned. "Besides, you set up an exam where twelve people fought two of us. Weren't you obviously trying to mess with us? We nearly got beaten to death. Calling you old man was already pretty polite."

If he weren't unable to beat him right now, he would have taken a sword and combed him a nice center part.

Dantai Canglan merely smiled when he heard that.

It was all trivial anyway, so let it be.

"One Soul Emperor, and the other..." Dantai Canglan glanced at Lu Qinghou. "Still a Soul Emperor."

Lu Qinghou was also looking at his boss as if he were staring at an idiot.

Bro, can you finish your sentence? Doing it like this makes it sound like you're getting a bit homesick.

Douluo Continent didn't even have anything like the college entrance exam.

Wait...

What was the college entrance exam?

"Two Soul Emperors beat eleven of your Soul Saints and Soul Douluos into this state, and even blew up my training ground. As for the cost of rebuilding the training ground..."

Zhou Qiubai's ears immediately perked up.

"I'll pay for it myself," Dantai