Silence! The Poison Douluo Becomes a Good Boy in an Instant!

Meanwhile, Dugu Bo watched Xue Ye pour out his grievances and felt utterly exhausted.

He really didn't want to get involved in this mess; he just wanted to find a quiet corner and wait quietly until it was all over.

He glanced around, randomly picked an empty spot, and prepared to slip away.

However, he had only taken two steps.

A hand, without warning, gently rested on his shoulder.

The hand looked slender and fair, and was very well-maintained, but the moment it landed on Dugu Bo's shoulder, his whole body stiffened, as if struck by lightning.

Then, a voice he never wanted to hear again, soft and slightly amusement, Youyou from behind him.

"Oh."

"Isn't this the old poisoner?"

"Did the sun rise in the west today? What brings you to Spirit City for a stroll?"

The voice was soft, high-pitched, and carried a familiar, almost sickeningly seductive quality.

Dugu Bo didn't even need to turn around to know who was standing behind him.

That damn transvestite who beats him to a pulp every year, and then, with his pinky finger raised, mocks him as a weakling!

"Whoosh!"

Dugu Bo turned around almost instantly; his body's instincts outpaced his brain's thinking!

A burst of emerald green Soul Power erupted, and two yellow, two purple, and five black Soul Ring —a total of nine—rose up with overwhelming momentum, swirling around him.

Those emerald green snake eyes were fixed on the man in front of her, who wore a moon-white robe and had a playful smile on his face.

If the opponent dares to make any unusual move, he will not hesitate to unleash his most potent poison!

Seeing Dugu Bo's posture as if facing a formidable enemy, as if he wanted to fight him to the death on the spot, Chrysanthemum Douluo was taken aback at first.

Then, a strange smile appeared on his well-maintained face.

He didn't even release his Martial Soul; he simply used his slender finger to elegantly play with a strand of hair and slowly said, "I advise you to put your Soul Ring away as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, you'll regret it later."

Upon hearing that familiar, contemptuous tone, Dugu Bo's anger flared up instantly!

"Hmph! Chrysanthemum Guan! Do you think I'm easily intimidated..."

He hadn't even had a chance to say the last "ma".

Dugu Bo's heart skipped a beat, and every hair on his body stood on end!

In that instant, he felt as if he were being targeted by two apex predators from the ancient wilderness.

It seemed that if he dared to make any big moves again, he would be physically torn to shreds by these two forces in the next second!

Dugu Bo's head, like a rusty gear, made a "creaking" sound, turning stiffly, inch by inch, toward his back.

Then, he saw a scene that sent chills down his spine.

The man and woman who had been at his table, shoveling Egg Fried Rice into their mouths, had somehow and silently moved to stand beside him.

One person reached out a hand and gently placed it on his shoulder.

It's just such a simple action.

Dugu Bo's nine Soul Rings, which were still swirling and roaring, were like mice that had seen a cat. They didn't even let out a mournful cry before being suppressed back into his body and disappeared without a trace!

He knew that man.

It was none other than the Spirit Hall's Sea God, the Grand Elder hadn't been active on the continent for decades, the level 99 Peerless Douluo, Qian Daoliu!

The other woman, though he didn't know her.

But he had just witnessed this woman at the door, casually tossing a powerful expert who was also a Title Douluo into the trash heap like a piece of garbage!

To be able to sit at the same table and eat with a powerhouse like Qian Daoliu, and even act alongside him...

Even a fool would know that this is an absolutely terrifying existence of the same level!

"Pulse."

Dugu Bo swallowed hard, feeling his legs spinning wildly, almost unable to stand.

His mind went blank, with only one thought echoing wildly within him.

Hello!

Don't mess with me!

I'm just a nobody, an ordinary Title Douluo who's only at level 91!

What merit do I possess to deserve the combined efforts of two such important figures as you two to deal with a newbie like me?

However, to Dugu Bo's relief, the two of them didn't seem to intend to kill him on the spot.

Qian Daoliu, with a stern old face, spoke in an extremely serious and unyielding tone, "No disturbances or noise are allowed in the Senior Hall."

Immediately afterward, the elegant and aloof woman beside him also revealed a faint smile, yet one that carried an overwhelming sense of oppression.

She tilted her head slightly, her sea-blue eyes quietly looking at Dugu Bo, her voice cool and clear.

"I think this friend will give us both face and sit down quietly, right?"

At this moment, where was even a trace of the toughness Dugu Bo earlier?

His proud head bobbed up and down like a chick pecking at rice, so fast that it left afterimages in the air.

Although his face was covered in cold sweat, his expression was more serious and focused than ever before.

"Of course! Absolutely! I must give you both face!"

He nodded repeatedly, explaining quickly, "I was just... just tired from the long journey, my back ached, and I wanted to stretch my muscles! I had absolutely no intention of causing trouble! I swear!"

Seeing his cowardly appearance, Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi exchanged a glance before nodding in satisfaction.

They patted Dugu Bo's stiff shoulder at the same time, then turned around nonchalantly, returned to their seats, and continued eating.

The whole process was as easy as casually shooing away a buzzing fly.

Until those two terrifying auras that could crush his soul completely disappeared.

Dugu Bo felt as if he had been brought back to life.

His legs buckled, and he could no longer support his weight. With a "thud," he slumped into the empty seat next to Chrysanthemum Douluo, panting heavily.

Seeing the wine glass filled with amber liquid handed to him by Chrysanthemum Douluo beside him, he almost subconsciously took it, tilted his head back and gulped down a large mouthful, trying to calm his nerves.

Sweet, refreshing, with a unique fruity aroma, and after swallowing, a warm feeling spreads through the stomach.

Um?

Dugu Bo was slightly taken aback.

He smacked his lips and subconsciously said, "Hey, when did your wine, brewed by that damned transvestite, become so delicious?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the temperature around him drop several degrees.

As soon as Dugu Bo turned his head, he saw that Chrysanthemum Douluo's face, which had been wearing a smile of amusement, had turned so dark it was almost dripping with water, and he was staring at him with a murderous gaze.

"Well..."

Dugu Bo realized he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly coughed and tried to change the subject.

"Chrysanthemum... cough cough cough! Yue Guan!"

He leaned closer, lowered his voice, and his face was filled with the bewilderment of someone who had survived a close call.

"What... what exactly is your Spirit Hall up to?"