Courier Tang Hao, Your Soul Ring Has Arrived!

Upon hearing the sound, Lin Feng paused for a moment in mid-air, his hand holding the teacup still, and his eyebrows slightly raised.

Tang Hao?

How dare he come?

This is Spirit City, the headquarters of the Spirit Hall, a den of dragons and tigers within a den of dragons and tigers.

A cripple who had been on the Spirit Hall's wanted list for over a decade, and who just two days ago had his legs broken and an arm torn off by his own elders.

Where did they get the courage to swagger in here like this?

Do you think that if you become disabled, the Spirit Hall people will stop attacking you?

A hint of surprise flashed through Lin Feng's mind, but it was quickly replaced by a strange thought.

He glanced at the Blue Silver Emperor on the counter out of the corner of his eye.

The little guy was stretching out his leaves, tirelessly trying to rub against the hem of his clothes.

The Blue Silver Emperor can accelerate its recovery by absorbing its own Soul Bone.

What if... we also retrieved her Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?

Lin Feng initially thought it was a bit of a hassle to go out and find someone just for a Soul Ring.

But he never expected this.

Before I even set off, the delivery person actually came to my door!

If we don't "accept" his Soul Ring now, we'd be doing a disservice to Tang Hao's long and arduous journey as a "delivery service"!

At this moment, Tang Hao was completely unaware that he had become Lin Feng's "Outstanding Courier of the Year".

He staggered to his feet, his bloodshot eyes scanning the store intently.

He completely ignored those dozen or so terrifying Title Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi and the Star Luo Emperor were treated like air by him.

His vision, his world, consisted only of that potted plant on the counter.

Those familiar blue-gold leaves, that vitality that was many times stronger than it had been two days ago!

Ah Yin!

It really is Ah Yin!

The next second, before Tang Hao's face could even display ecstasy, he froze completely.

He saw that the "Ah Yin" plant was twisting its leaves wildly in a way he had never seen before, which could even be described as... seductive.

The slender vines, much like a woman's arms, were trying their best to rub against the young man behind the counter.

That movement... that posture...

It's just like a little pet begging for its owner's affection.

A barely perceptible surge of absurd anger and a sense of betrayal suddenly rushed to the top of Tang Hao's head! His mind went blank, and almost subconsciously, he let out a hoarse shout.

"Ah Yin?"

Upon hearing Tang Hao's voice, the Blue Silver Emperor's twisting leaves suddenly stopped.

But the pause lasted only a second.

It turned its head as if nothing had happened and continued tirelessly stretching out its vines to reach Lin Feng's sleeve.

The sound seemed like nothing more than a trivial breeze.

But Tang Hao quickly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.

Looking at the Blue Silver Emperor, whose condition had clearly improved so much, his excitement instantly overwhelmed everything else!

"Ah Yin!!"

He roared, unable to contain himself any longer, and strode forward to rush into the store and to the plant that haunted his dreams!

But one of his feet had only just crossed the threshold.

A tall figure instantly blocked his way.

It's Golden Crocodile Douluo!

His brows were furrowed, and his sharp eyes held undisguised disgust and contempt.

Seeing someone blocking his way, Tang Hao's pent-up anger exploded instantly, and he instinctively wanted to roar out.

"Roll..."

Smack!

Before he could even utter the word "open," a massive, golden hand covered in scales slapped him squarely across the face with tremendous force!

Tang Hao felt dizzy and was sent flying backward, rolling several times on the ground before stopping, his brain still reeling.

Immediately following was Golden Crocodile Douluo's furious curses filled with endless contempt.

"Trash like you dares to try and get into your senior's shop? You're not worthy!"

"Get lost! You've dirtied the floor here, can you afford the consequences?!"

Upon seeing this, Lin Feng's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

Ah, this...

No!

Golden Crocodile Douluo, please don't attack!

You chased him away, where am I going to get my Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?

If the floor is dirty, the Zhu Zhuqing sisters can mop it again, but if the delivery guy runs away, we have to go out and catch him ourselves, which is too much trouble!

Lin Feng suppressed the urge to complain and coughed lightly.

"Cough."

"Golden Crocodile, forget it."

His tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Let him in."

"I'd like to see what he has to say when he sees the Blue Silver Emperor come back to life."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

The Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had been like a furious Lion just moments before, had his aura completely extinguished the instant he heard Lin Feng's voice.

He turned around abruptly, facing Lin Feng, and respectfully clasped his hands in a salute.

"Yes, senior."

After saying that, he slowly turned his head, glanced at Tang Hao who was still in a daze on the ground out of the corner of his eye, and snorted coldly.

"Hmph! You're lucky that the senior is so magnanimous as to be willing to see a piece of trash like you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped aside and made way for them.

Tang Hao, who was on the ground, finally recovered from the slap.

He heard every word of the conversation between Golden Crocodile and Lin Feng.

For the first time, his gaze finally and laboriously shifted from the Blue Silver Emperor to the young man behind the counter.

Senior?

Is this the "senior" that Ghost Douluo mentioned, the one who could bring Ah Yin back to life and allow her to take human form again?

He looked like... just an ordinary young man, without even a trace of Soul Power.

Does he really possess such extraordinary abilities?

But the Golden Crocodile Douluo's genuine respect was undeniable.

Ah Yin's vibrant state at that moment was undeniably genuine!

Facts speak louder than words.

Tang Hao struggled to get up from the ground, his only remaining left arm clenched tightly.

He walked with heavy steps, step by step, into the strange restaurant.

The moment Tang Hao stepped into the Maple Dye Pavilion, he smelled an indescribable, domineering fragrance.

The aroma seemed to have a life of its own, frantically penetrating his nostrils and stimulating his long-numbed taste buds and rumbling stomach.

He hadn't had a proper meal in ages.

The smell made him instinctively salivate, and his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

But what he found most incredible was the... tranquility that permeated the entire hotel.

The Spirit Hall's headquarters were right outside, and a group of enemies who wanted to tear him apart were sitting inside the shop.

But as he stood there, the violence and rage that had accompanied him for years were quietly soothed by an invisible force.

Tang Hao's gaze finally landed on Lin Feng behind the counter.

This seemingly ordinary young man seemed shrouded in mystery, making him completely unfathomable.

But he knew that this man was his only hope!

Tang Hao took a deep breath and, dragging his battered body, slowly stepped forward.

He stopped two meters away from the counter.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, his head, which had been proud for decades, slowly lowered.

"Please... save Ah Yin."

His voice was hoarse and dry, filled with a humble plea.

"If you can do that, I... I'm willing to give anything!"

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the store instantly became strange.