Hostage Secured

Heading to Lu Mansion.

After exchanging the hostages, the Old Butler carried Lu Mingchuan and hurried back toward the Lu Mansion at their previous location.

"Young Master, aren't we being a bit too arrogant?"

The Old Butler held Tenfold Brother in one hand while carrying Lu Mingchuan on his back, his footsteps remarkably steady. From the outside, no one would ever guess they were a group of kidnappers.

The butler's worried question sounded perfectly reasonable to Tenfold Brother's ears.

Who was he?

A top student of Spirit Hall Academy, the only rival to the Saintess of Spirit Hall in his generation, who had ultimately chosen to follow Bibi Dong for the sake of his future.

After all, Bibi Dong was so gifted and held the position of Saintess; she was destined to become the Pope of Spirit Hall. When that time came, his status as her personal guard would surely rise as well.

If he worked hard enough to reach the threshold of a Spirit Douluo or even a Titled Douluo, he might even be able to enter the Elder Hall or the even more prestigious Consecrated Hall.

Tenfold Brother spoke with extreme arrogance: "I am a man of Spirit Hall. You lot from that tiny Caterpillar Sect had better stop showing off in front of me. Release me at once!"

Lu Mingchuan, riding on the Old Butler's back, kicked him squarely in the face.

"And if I don't release you, what are you going to do about it?"

A mere minor villain with only one scene to his name dared to spout nonsense in front of a major villain like him; he truly had no idea of his own standing.

This was just a minor scuffle.

Besides, did he not know what it meant to beat the small fry only to have the elders come knocking?

Bibi Dong was still standing right there, so who did he think would step in? At most, she had only lost a four-ring guard.

Although Spirit Hall lacked top-tier combatants, they had the backing of the common people; there was no telling how many spirit masters of his level were registered in their records.

Besides, I didn't grab you to capture you, I grabbed you to get to Bibi Dong.

Just be a good hostage and stop whining, or I'll have the Old Butler stuff his fifty-two-year-old stinky foot into your mouth.

And that girl Bibi Dong has already awakened her wits; she's not easy to fool. It's better to just grab a guy like you who keeps shouting about 'tenfold retribution'—your face just screams 'irritable villain'.

Bibi Dong and the others stared in confusion at Yu Xiaogang, who had been shoved to the ground at their feet.

Had that guy saved the wrong person?

Or had he captured the wrong one?

She had been ready to offer herself up to get a better understanding of the situation, yet that Lu Mingchuan had simply grabbed the guard on the side and started to retreat.

But when the inner voice rang out again, anger surged in Bibi Dong's heart once more. She had plenty of intelligence, so who was that bastard looking down on?!

She delivered a critical blow to the equally dazed Yu Xiaogang at her feet.

(You bastard, you didn't save me!!)

(Bibi Dong, I hate you too!!)

Yu Xiaogang's head lolled to the side, and he passed out cold.

There had been a few people on the street watching the show, but the moment two Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons appeared, they retreated immediately and locked their front doors tight.

Tang Yuehua looked at the unconscious Yu Xiaogang with a face full of distress.

She didn't want to be a lackey for the Spirit Hall Saintess!!

Should she pretend to faint from fear, too?

But the scene that just unfolded left her feeling incredibly stifled.

She never expected that guy Mingchuan would stop recognizing his teacher the moment class was over.

She had been winking at him the whole time, hoping he would say a word to take her along as well.

In the end, unlike his usual self, he hadn't even glanced at her once.

Moreover, two Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragons had appeared on the street just like that. Even if you added up all the Clear Sky Hammers in their Clear Sky Sect, they wouldn't exceed the fingers on one hand.

And here, two had appeared at once. What was this, was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect run by his family? Wholesaling them like this?

Tang Yuehua wore a mournful expression as she looked at Bibi Dong: "Your Highness Saintess, your guard has been taken away, and there's this person lying on the ground. What should we do now?"

There was no help for it; if she couldn't escape, she might as well enjoy it.

Once she found an opportunity, she would definitely leave Spirit City!!

Bibi Dong poked the unconscious Yu Xiaogang with her foot.

Seeing he had no reaction at all, she puffed out her cheeks and said: "The people of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect are so arrogant; we will not let this go. Take this guy and lock him in the Spirit Hall Secret Chamber for me first."

Tang Yuehua pointed at herself. Bibi Dong, are you asking me to drag him back to Spirit Hall?

Are you even human? No wonder your figure is flatter than mine; that must be the reason.

Lu Mansion.

Tenfold Brother was tied up with five-flower knots in the backyard.

And right beside him.

The Old Butler poured tea for Lu Mingchuan while carefully analyzing the situation.

"Young Master, the guy you captured is just a small-time thug who can't stir up any trouble, and he's not worth much anyway. But we can't stay here; what if the Spirit Hall brings a Titled Douluo?"

"Don't be afraid. If you die, you die; if you don't, you live for ten thousand years."

[Titled Douluo? Do they even have a role to play? Just showing up.]

[Titled Douluo: They won't appear. Just focus on being a great villain with me.]

"Won't appear?"

Bibi Dong murmured in a voice only she could hear.

She found that rather unlikely.

From the moment Lu Mingchuan released the two signature martial souls of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, she had been wondering how they would choose to make their exit if the Spirit Hall's elders were drawn here.

But the problem was.

Despite such a huge commotion, apart from her own guards, not a single other person was to be seen.

So, at this moment, Bibi Dong walked toward the Pope Palace and, as usual, bowed to Qian Xunji inside.

"Teacher."

"I know what you want to say. Rest assured, this is a matter between you young people; Teacher will not interfere."

Qian Xunji nodded with satisfaction.

How could he not know about what was happening outside the Spirit Hall?

But in his view, the opponent was only one level higher than Bibi Dong, so there was absolutely no need to worry.

His disciple's genius was plain for all to see; she was one of the rare twin martial soul possessors on the continent.

Dealing with that person from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect should be easy, but if the other side dared to rely on their seniority and send someone above the Spirit King level to bully her, that would be the moment for him to truly intervene.

The words Bibi Dong wanted to say were blocked in her throat, so she turned to a more tactful approach.

No? That wasn't what she wanted to ask.

"Teacher, do you still remember Lu Mingchuan?"

Qian Xunji waved his hand, looking a bit troubled as he said, "I know, but isn't Teacher currently investigating his killer?"

Killer?

Bibi Dong couldn't keep up with her teacher Qian Xunji's train of thought at all. She had just seen Lu Mingchuan, so how did he suddenly jump to investigating a killer?

She glanced at the files on Qian Xunji's desk.

Only then did she discover that the man's status in the Spirit Hall was listed as deceased following an attack.

That scoundrel Lu Mingchuan was truly ruthless.

To bully Yu Xiaogang, he had even managed to fake his own death.

No wonder the residents today didn't look at him like they were seeing a bully; it turned out Qian Xunji had posted notices searching for his killer.