Dugu Bo Offers the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well

"So what?"

Qian Renxue's confident and even arrogant attitude, which seemed to say "what can you do to me?", silenced the Xue Ye.

The entire hotel fell into a deathly silence once again.

Everyone stopped eating, their gazes shifting back and forth between Xue Ye and Qian Renxue, the air thick with a tense and excited atmosphere of "watching the drama unfold."

"Puff..."

A soft laugh, though barely suppressed, broke the deathly silence.

It's Dai Tianfeng.

He covered his mouth, his shoulders heaving violently, his eyes gleaming with schadenfreude, almost overflowing with glee.

Dai Tianfeng felt like he was about to suffer internal injuries from holding it in.

He cleared his throat, preparing to say something shocking and sarcastic to deliver another fatal blow to Xue Ye's already wounded heart.

However, he had only just opened his mouth.

"Ha ha..."

Hahahaha!

A burst of laughter, even more exaggerated, unrestrained, and even manic, suddenly erupted from the throat of Xue Ye!

This sudden laughter abruptly silenced the series of sarcastic remarks that Dai Tianfeng had prepared.

Everyone was stunned.

They stared blankly at Xue Ye.

The king of the Heaven Dou Empire first covered his face and laughed wildly, laughing so hard that he was doubled over and tears streamed down his face.

Then, he suddenly raised his head.

On that old face, there was not a trace of anger at being deceived or betrayed; instead, there was... a kind of almost perverse ecstasy and admiration!

"Good!"

"OK!"

"What a magnificent Xue Qinghe! What a Qian Renxue!"

Xue Ye clapped his hands suddenly, pointed at the astonished Qian Renxue, and roared like a victor at Dai Tianfeng, who was completely dumbfounded!

"Dai Tianfeng! Did you see that! Did you see that!"

"This is the successor I Xue Ye, have chosen!"

"For my throne, for the sake of my Heaven Dou empire, she did not hesitate to lie low for more than ten years, and even dared to defy the world by poisoning me!"

"Such forbearance! Such composure! Such courage!"

The Xue Ye's chest heaved violently, not from anger, but from extreme excitement!

He pointed at the still unconscious pig-headed Xue Beng on the ground, his face full of contempt and disdain.

"Look at my useless son! What can he do? Besides wishing for my early death, what else can he do?"

He then pointed sharply at Dai Weisi, who was standing next to Dai Tianfeng and whose face was equally grim.

"And your son! Besides being jealous and, like my useless son, secretly hoping for your early death, what else can he do?"

Xue Ye spread his arms wide, his posture extremely arrogant, as if it were himself, not Dai Tianfeng, who had just broken through to the Title Douluo!

"And what about Qinghe?"

"She's different!"

"She dares to dream! She dares to do!"

The voice of the Xue Ye resounded powerfully at that moment!

"Let me tell you, Dai Tianfeng! Even if I were poisoned to death by Qinghe, it would be better than passing the throne to this good-for-nothing and having it eventually swallowed up by you!"

"At the very least! I was killed by a ruthless tyrant who was qualified to inherit everything from me!"

"And your Star Luo Empire! It's destined to be handed over to a good-for-nothing who only dares to whine in his heart!"

"I have won this round again!"

Dai Tianfeng: "..."

He stood there with his mouth agape, feeling as if something had hit his head hard.

Did you win?

Where did you win?

You were poisoned and almost died, and you're telling me you won?

What kind of bullshit logic is this?!

However, Xue Ye was completely immersed in his own constructed method of mental victory.

"Qian Renxue! You must inherit my mantle..."

"Ouch, I'm rough?"

Before Xue Ye could finish speaking...

A withered hand, resembling a chicken claw, suddenly grabbed the back of his collar.

Then, as if throwing a tattered sack, they simply tossed him aside.

Xue Ye stumbled and almost fell flat on his face. He turned around angrily, about to roar at which blind bastard had caused this.

But when he saw who it was, the words he was about to say got stuck in his throat.

The newcomer was none other than Poison Douluo, Dugu Bo.

All eyes in the restaurant were focused on this titled Douluo had suddenly launched an attack.

Lin Feng looked at Dugu Bo, who suddenly rushed in front of him, raised an eyebrow slightly, and curled his lips into a playful smile, asking a question he already knew the answer to.

"May I ask what urgent matter this guest may be in such a hurry about?"

Dugu Bo's body trembled slightly. He first glanced at the calm and collected Lin Feng, then turned back to look at Xue Ye, whose condition was many times better than before, and gritted his teeth.

"Thump!"

To everyone's astonishment, this titled Douluo, who had been aloof and arrogant his entire life, suddenly collapsed to his knees and knelt before Lin Feng!

"Senior!"

His voice was hoarse, with a tremor he himself was unaware of.

"In Sunset Forest, I have a wondrous medicinal garden, filled with countless rare flowers and herbs. I... I wish to offer them all to you, senior!"

The entire restaurant fell silent once again.

Everyone looked at Dugu Bo as if he were an idiot.

Medicinal herb garden?

Rare and exotic plants?

This kind of thing might be considered precious to ordinary people or low-level Soul Master.

But here, before this god who casually bestows away even Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone as employee benefits.

You're offering up a medicinal herb garden?

Isn't this ridiculous?

Lin Feng's slender fingers tapped lightly on the smooth tabletop, producing soft "tap, tap" sounds.

Tell me about it.

What do you want?

Having received permission, Dugu Bo seemed to have grasped a glimmer of hope and began to explain at an extremely fast pace.

"To be honest, senior!"

"Due to my Martial Soul, I am suffering from severe poisoning and the backlash is excruciating!"

"My only granddaughter, Dugu Yan, has also been plagued by poison since childhood due to her bloodline, and her future is bleak!"

At this point, endless pain and regret were revealed on Dugu Bo's old face.

He kowtowed heavily to Lin Feng, his forehead hitting the floor with a dull thud.

"This junior has no other request, only that you, senior, have mercy and save us, grandmother and grandson!"

"If you can cure the poison in our bodies, we juniors are willing to serve you like a beast of burden, to be your slaves for eternity, without any complaints!"

These words were spoken with tears streaming down his face, deeply moving all who heard them.

However, before Lin Feng could speak...

"You old poisoner, are you out of your mind!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo rushed over in a flash, trying to pull him up from the ground.

He had Dugu Bo his whole life, and although he disliked him, he absolutely did not want to see him offend his senior at this time.

Even if you wanted to ask a senior for help, you shouldn't have made a fool of yourself by showing off that worthless herb garden!

He lowered his voice, his tone filled with anxious disappointment.

"Don't you have anything better? Anything you pull out of your meager possessions is far superior to that shabby herb garden."