Who Knows?

Demon Bear's face went from green to white, his eyes turning bloodshot as he panted like a bull.

A Soul Emperor. He was a Soul Emperor. How the hell did he dare?

Zhou Qiubai: Because we can fight!

Zhou Qiubai did not look at Demon Bear again. He turned toward the residents of Canghai City on the walls, his voice clear and ringing as it carried across the entire rampart. "Uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters, this Demon Bear Douluo from Spirit Hall says he's going to raze our Canghai City to the ground."

The wall fell silent for a moment.

"Let him try."

"Go on, let him."

"Whether the people of Canghai City want to fight and whether we can fight are two different things. Neighbors, Spirit Hall's elites have come all this way. Shouldn't we give them a proper welcome?"

The entire wall burst into laughter, without a trace of reluctance in it.

Zhou Qiubai withdrew his gaze and turned to Dugu Bo on the eaves.

Dugu Bo was just about to speak when Zhou Qiubai raised a finger and shook it. "Old man, don't move."

"You brat." Dugu Bo's eyes held a touch of teasing, along with a hint of warmth.

"This is Canghai City's own matter." Zhou Qiubai's voice finally carried a trace of what a city lord should sound like. "You held off our pursuers for us in Heaven Dou City. We will always remember the friendship you've shown us. But today's battle is Canghai City's first battle since stepping into the world. We must fight it ourselves. This is not only for us, but to show every Rogue Cultivator on the continent that Canghai City has not yet reached the point of ceding land and paying indemnities."

Dugu Bo stared at him steadily. This brat...