"Now I'll give you two choices!"
Dugu Bo held up one finger. "First, I owe you a favor. You may ask me to do one thing for you at any time. Of course, it must be something I'm capable of doing."
Cheng Xiao nodded without speaking, waiting for him to continue.
"Second, I take you as my disciple. From now on, you'll be Dugu Bo's disciple. No one will dare bully you in the future, and you can rest easy in Heaven Dou City without having to scheme and scrape your way through life. But there is one condition: you must teach the study of meridians to my old friend here and prolong his life."
Dugu Bo had thought about it for a long time yesterday. This was the only thing he could do for his old friend.
He certainly was unwilling to give up a granddaughter, but taking on a disciple was not out of the question. This kid had deliberately sought connections with influential people—Dugu Bo understood those little intentions. With his status and strength as a Titled Douluo, he was more than capable of protecting him.
Originally, he had not been particularly willing. With this kid's Innate Soul Power, becoming his disciple would merely be a formality; he could never achieve much. At most, Dugu Bo would be using the name of "Poison Douluo" to protect him for the rest of his life.
But for the sake of letting his old friend live a little longer, he was willing to reluctantly accept a nominal disciple.
Yet today, seeing the kid display a Self-Created Soul Skill capable of defeating his granddaughter, Dugu Bo was pleasantly surprised. He had not expected the boy to be an overlooked talent. On a whim, when he spoke, he dropped the word "nominal"