The next day, after finishing his routine repairs, Ling Yu accompanied Na'er for breakfast before continuing to stroll through Heaven Dou City.
He had thought this would be another peaceful, harmonious day, but an unexpected visitor forced the two of them to abandon their plans.
"Holy Son, the Crown Prince requests your presence!"
Just as Ling Yu was holding Na'er's hand and happily eating and drinking along the street, a sudden voice rang out in his mind.
A Titled Douluo?
Such powerful control over Spiritual Power, along with such immense Spiritual Power—Salas definitely did not possess such an aura.
"I am She Long of Spirit Hall. Please enter the alley to your right. I will take you to meet His Highness!"
A look of realization appeared in Ling Yu's eyes. So it was him.
While he had been at Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong had introduced him to the Titled Douluo under Spirit Hall's command. She Long and Snake Lance, the two Titled Douluo, belonged to the ranks of the Worship Hall.
Bibi Dong had once said that the two were currently outside Spirit City, protecting someone and carrying out a mission.
Ling Yu glanced at Na'er and found that she was still happily eating what she held in her hands.
Holding Na'er's hand, Ling Yu walked toward the dark alley beside them. An elderly man dressed in black robes was already waiting there.
"Let's go!" Ling Yu said to She Long as he wrapped an arm around Na'er's waist and lifted her up beneath her startled gaze.
The moment he spoke, the other man placed a hand on Ling Yu's shoulder. In an instant, a barrier of Soul Power tightly enveloped the two of them, and the three quickly flew toward the imperial palace.
She Long gently set Ling Yu