Star Luo's People: Who Could Be This Shameless?!

After that blow, Dai Tianfeng lost his balance completely, his legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.

However, Qian Daoliu clearly had no intention of letting him go.

He stepped forward, his large hand like an iron clamp, gripping Dai Tianfeng's collar tightly and lifting half of his body up.

With his other hand, he swung the twisted scepter around and repeatedly struck Dai Tianfeng's forehead!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dull, resonant striking sounds, like a rapid drumbeat, rang out rhythmically at the entrance of the Maple Dye Pavilion.

As Qian Daoliu struck the blows, he muttered incantations, his voice filled with endless grievance and tyranny.

"I'll teach you to be a show-off!"

"Bang!"

"I told you to tell me to get lost!"

"Bang!"

"I'll make you break my Pope Scepter!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Finally, after a series of heavy blows, Dai Tianfeng suddenly reached out his hand.

"Wait a moment!"

The roar caused Qian Daoliu to abruptly stop in his tracks.

He looked down.

Dai Tianfeng's once dignified imperial face now appeared "rugged and unruly."

His forehead was covered in bruises, and there were seven or eight bumps of varying sizes on it, making him look both comical and pitiful.

The Star Luo Emperor was on the verge of tears, his voice trembling with sobs.

"Grand Elder! I'm innocent! I just arrived! When did I break your scepter?"

As a result, these words only fueled an even more ferocious rage in Qian Daoliu's eyes!

"You fucking dare to argue! It's your fault! I said it was you, so it was you!"

Bang--!!!

Another, even heavier, thud.

Dai Tianfeng's eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted on the spot.

At this moment, the group of the Star Luo Empire people behind him who had been terrified, including Zhu Chenfei and Dai Weisi, finally reacted and hurriedly stepped forward to "rescue" him.

Joke!

They are not loyal protectors of their master!

If Dai Tianfeng were to be killed like this, who would bear the brunt of this catastrophic disaster?

Who will go and kowtow to that Deity to apologize?

"Grand Elder calm your anger! Please calm your anger!"

Zhu Chenfei was the first to rush forward, his face filled with anxiety and fear. His acting was so convincing that anyone who didn't know better would think he and Dai Tianfeng were half-brothers.

He grabbed Qian Daoliu's arm, which was waving the scepter, with all his might.

"It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

Dai Weisi scrambled over, grabbing Qian Daoliu's leg and crying, "Your Majesty, spare me! My father would never dare to disrespect you!"

The civil and military officials of the Star Luo Empire also seemed to wake up from a dream, and they rushed over one after another.

Some tried to mediate, some wailed, and some offered explanations.

Inside the store, this unexpected farce had already attracted everyone's attention.

Demon Bear Douluo was dumbfounded and couldn't help but mutter to the Holy Dragon Douluo beside him, "My goodness, when the Grand Elder goes berserk, he really goes all out!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo clenched his small handkerchief, wiping away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, thinking: So this is how you can turn black into white! I've learned something new!

Even Lin Feng's lips twitched slightly when he saw this.

Goodness!

That old bastard Qian Daoliu, he's really ruthless.

The scepter was swung so fast it almost left afterimages, and the sound of it hitting someone's head was like playing whack-a-mole—crisp and rhythmic.

Emperor Dai Tianfeng's reign as emperor was truly filled with frustration.

But...

Lin Feng silently turned his head and cast his gaze upon the culprit in the crowd, the one who had maintained the Pope's majesty from beginning to end but had secretly shrank back half a step.

Bibi Dong.

Seemingly sensing the meaningful look in Lin Feng's eyes, Bibi Dong's delicate body stiffened slightly.

She couldn't help but blush, coughed nervously, and looked away, avoiding eye contact with Lin Feng.

In his heart, he cursed Yu Xiaogang, that good-for-nothing, a thousand times over.

If it weren't to vent her pent-up anger from beating that good-for-nothing, how could she have accidentally smashed the scepter like that?

Lin Feng chuckled inwardly at her appearance, but didn't intend to pursue the matter further.

Only...

The noise outside is just too much.

The cries for mercy, the resounding thuds of blows, and the chattering of the Star Luo Empire trying to mediate all blended together, sounding like hundreds of ducks quacking in your ear.

"That's enough."

Lin Feng spoke calmly, his voice not loud, yet it clearly drowned out all the noise outside.

"Qian Daoliu, just give him a few blows to vent your anger, don't actually kill him."

"At least he's a future leek to be harvested."

He said the second half of the sentence in his mind.

However, this seemingly casual remark appears to possess a magical power that makes words come true.

Just a second ago, Qian Daoliu was acting like a madman, his eyes bloodshot, wishing he could smash Dai Tianfeng into the ground on the spot.

The action came to an abrupt halt.

The senior colleague has spoken!

The ferocity and tyranny on his face seemed to have been wiped away in an instant by an invisible hand.

Instead, a warm smile filled with surprise, bewilderment, and just the right amount of enthusiasm appeared.

The speed at which he changed his expression was so fast that even Zhu Chenfei, who was clinging tightly to his arm, felt a sense of absurdity, as if time and space were out of order.

"Oops!"

Qian Daoliu seemed to have just seen Dai Tianfeng, who was covered in bumps and barely conscious, after being beaten by him.

He feigned surprise and exclaimed, then with a "whoosh," the L-shaped scepter in his hand was stored in his Soul Tool.

"Isn't this His Majesty Dai Tianfeng of the Star Luo Empire?"

His voice was loud and enthusiastic, filled with the joy of reuniting with an old friend.

"Why didn't you tell us you were coming to our Spirit City as a guest?"

"I should also do my part as a host!"

These words completely baffled the entire delegation from the Star Luo Empire.

Zhu Chenfei's hand, which was holding Qian Daoliu's arm, froze in mid-air.

Dai Weisi's movement of clinging to Qian Daoliu's leg also froze.

The group of civil and military officials who had been surrounding them, crying and wailing, all seemed to be frozen in place, their mouths agape and their expressions blank.

Their minds were completely blank.

And a persistent thought.

Is this person really Qian Daoliu?

Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall?

A living legend? Peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine?

This shameless acting, this smooth-talking face-changing, this ability to blatantly lie...

Isn't this too different from the dignified, sacred, and imposing figure recorded in historical texts?

Just when everyone was collectively questioning the meaning of life.

Qian Daoliu had already released his grip on Dai Tianfeng's collar.

"Your Majesty, look at you! You've come all this way, yet you're making such a grand gesture. You're too kind!"

As he spoke, he loosened the other person's collar.

Unfortunately, Dai Tianfeng had already been knocked senseless and disoriented by the series of "slaps on the head".

Qian Daoliu go, his body went limp, and he was about to fall straight to the ground.

"Hey! Watch out!"

Qian Daoliu reacted swiftly, lifting Dai Tianfeng up again to prevent the Star Luo Emperor from having another close encounter with the hard floor.

After helping Dai Tianfeng steady, Qian Daoliu around.

That face, which had just been beaming with enthusiasm, instantly fell, becoming incredibly stern, filled with the reprimand and dissatisfaction of an elder towards a younger person.

His gaze was like lightning as he swept over the group of the Star Luo Empire were still in a daze, and his voice was as loud as a bell.

"What are you people good for?!"

"Didn't you see that your own emperor accidentally fell and injured himself, and is now unable to move around easily?"

Are they all blind? Or dead?

"They just stood by and watched, without even trying to help them up?!"

Boom--!

These words struck like a bolt of lightning, leaving every Star Luo Empire utterly stunned.

Their eyes widened instantly, almost popping out of their sockets.

Grass!

Damn it!!

I fucking...

At that moment, the civil officials forgot etiquette, and the military generals forgot the rules.

In everyone's mind, only one thought was roaring wildly.

That Qian Daoliu is utterly shameless!

In all our lives, we've never seen such a shameless person!

It was you who used that weird, broken stick to beat our Emperor into this terrible state!

How did it become, in your words, that he accidentally fell and injured himself?

Now you're even blaming us for not helping you in time?!

How can there be such shameless people in this world who distort the truth and turn black into white?!

The prime minister with the goatee was so angry that he trembled all over, his beard almost sticking up to the sky. He pointed at Qian Daoliu, his lips trembling for a long time, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Because he dared not.

They figured it out.

The man before me is not some living legend at all.

He's an unreasonable, abnormally strong... scoundrel!

Why try to reason with this kind of person?

Wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?

It's possible that the strange stick will hit me on the head any second now.

Having figured this out, every single person from the Star Luo Empire lowered their heads in frustration, swallowing back the bitter pill that was about to be swallowed.

That expression was more bitter than if he had eaten ten pounds of bitter herbs.

Seeing how "sensible" everyone was, Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction.

He shoved the nearly unconscious Dai Tianfeng into Zhu Chenfei's arms like a sack of potatoes.

"Hold on tight!"

"If Your Majesty falls again, I will hold you all accountable!"

Zhu Chenfei: "..."

Go to hell!