One glance was enough for Xue Qinghe to abandon the idea of cutting off Dai Mobai's head.
Even if he risked exposing his identity, he could never assassinate Dai Mobai in front of a Titled Douluo.
Dai Mobai! I won't forget what you did to She Long!!!
Xue Qinghe's teeth ground together.
He looked one last time in the direction Dai Mobai had disappeared, his eyes churning with hatred and killing intent.
Then he turned resolutely and walked toward the Heaven Dou delegation.
His stride was steady and firm, his back ramrod straight. But a closer look would have revealed the faint tremor in his shoulders.
"He can put up with that much? What a shame."
Sensing the gaze behind him withdraw, Dai Mobai shook his head and sighed.
Once inside Barak City, Dai Mobai did not linger.
He led Xue Ke and the others straight through the city, heading directly for Star Luo City.
As dusk approached, the convoy entered Star Luo City.
The last rays of sunset gilded the entire city in red and gold. White Tiger imperial banners fluttered gently atop the walls in the evening breeze, as though welcoming the triumphant party home.
Dai Mobai led Xue Ke through familiar streets and finally stopped before a magnificent building.
It stood in the busiest part of Star Luo City, with vermilion doors studded with bronze, stone lions guarding the entrance, and a brand-new plaque hanging above the doorway.
"This is where you'll stay for now. If you need anything, just say so. Make yourself at home."
Dai Mobai let go of Xue Ke's hand and turned to her.
The sunset fell across the side of his face, lending his already handsome features an unusual softness.
"Then... can I come see you often?"
Xue Ke looked at Dai