Hell Dragon King, Online Prying Door Frames!
The visitors were two women.
Two women of unbelievable beauty, enough to make the heavens and earth pale in comparison.
She wore a long emerald green dress, with a gentle and graceful demeanor, and her eyes held a soft, spring-like charm. Every smile and gesture of hers had a healing power.
The other was dressed in a purple outfit that accentuated her fiery and alluring curves, with her long purple hair flowing in the wind.
It was the Emerald Swan, Bi Ji, who had come to the human world to gather intelligence on the orders of Gu Yuena, and the Hell Dragon King, Zi JI.
The two stood before the ancient gate of the Maple Dye Pavilion, their expressions somewhat solemn.
"Sister Bi Ji, this is it."
Zi JI pointed to the plaque that read "Maple Dye Pavilion), her voice extremely low and filled with utmost caution.
Now, whenever she gets close to this place, her left eye socket and buttock ache slightly.
That's a kind of PTSD that comes from the depths of the soul.
Bi Ji nodded slightly, her eyes revealing a mixture of inquiry and wariness.
But the next second, she froze.
"This... this place... looks like a human... restaurant? Are you sure this is the place?"
Bi Ji's tone was filled with uncertainty.
This was completely different from the magnificent and solemn abode of the Deity that she had imagined!
Zi JI pointed to the ancient plaque, her voice barely audible.
This is it.
"I was right here yesterday..."
She instinctively covered her eyes and buttocks, not uttering the rest of her words, but her grief-stricken expression said it all.
Bi Ji nodded slightly and took a deep breath, as if to encourage herself.
"Let's go, Sister Zi JI. Remember our lord's instructions: we are here to show our sincerity. No matter what happens, we must not resort to violence."
"Especially you." Bi Ji glanced at Zi JI beside her and gently advised, "When you see that god, even if he... well, hits you again, you must endure it."
Zi JI's face instantly fell.
Why don't you just say I'll be the punching bag?
The two tidied their appearance and, with a sense of tragic grandeur, began their journey.
But they had only just stepped onto the first step.
"Stop!"
A loud, authoritative voice, tinged with official jargon, came from the doorway.
Bi Ji and Zi JI paused and looked up.
Two figures stood on either side of the shop entrance.
The one on the left is an elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a golden robe. Although he is just standing quietly, he exudes the aura of a master who is profound and imposing.
The one on the right is a stunningly beautiful woman in a sea-blue dress, with a noble and elegant demeanor, like a daughter of the sea.
Oh, and she's accompanied by a Sea Horse Douluo.
What are you doing at your senior's shop?
Qian Daoliu recognized him.
Isn't that the Soul Beast in the purple clothes the one that got kicked away by the senior yesterday?
The guy next to her is probably no good either.
As Ferocious Beast, Bi Ji naturally recognized the terrifying strength of the two people blocking her path at a glance.
This is definitely not the aura that an ordinary Title Douluo could possess.
This is Peerless Douluo has reached the pinnacle of mortals!
And there were two of them!
Bi Ji forced down her surprise, stepped forward, and bowed gracefully to Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi.
She has an elegant figure and a gentle, soothing voice that makes people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze.
"Greetings, sirs. My sister and I mean no harm. We have only heard that a divine being lives in seclusion here, so we have come to pay our respects and offer our respects as members of our Soul Beast Clan."
She was extremely humble, and her words were sincere, without a trace of the ferocity of Ferocious Beast.
However, Qian Daoliu didn't buy into that at all.
He snorted coldly, a hint of undisguised mockery and wariness flashing in his eyes.
"Visit?"
Qian Daoliu didn't bother to discern the truth or falsehood in the other party's words; he simply let out a disdainful snort.
"It's easier said than done."
"Yesterday, a guy named Di Tian from your Soul Beast came and attacked our people without saying a word. Today you say you're here to pay a visit? Who believes that?"
"As the security captain of the Maple Dye Pavilion, I have the responsibility and the obligation to keep you outside!"
"If you don't leave now, I'll make things difficult for you."
Qian Daoliu's voice was powerful and resounding.
This was not him abusing his power, but rather his professional conduct as the "Security Captain of the Maple Dye Pavilion"!
Safety first at your restaurant, senior!
Any potential threat must be nipped in the bud!
Moreover, the impression Di Tian left on him yesterday was really bad.
They were ready to fight and kill right from the start; if it weren't for the senior's intervention, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Now two more have arrived. Who knows if they're up to something bad, plotting some kind of scheme?
Upon hearing Qian Daoliu, Zi JI almost lost control of her Ferocious Beast beastly aura.
When has she, the Hell Dragon King, ever suffered such humiliation?
If it weren't for Sister Bi Ji holding her back so tightly, she would have already swatted at him with her claws!
Even when confronted with Qian Daoliu's questions, Bi Ji remained humble.
She bowed gracefully again, her voice even more sincere.
"Sir, you have misunderstood."
"Di Tian's impulsive actions yesterday were indeed the fault of my Soul Beast Clan. I have come here on the orders of my lord to apologize to the deity on his behalf."
However, who is Qian Daoliu?
How could a cunning old fox, who had lived for over a hundred years, lower his guard just because of a few kind words?
He was just about to speak again, using an even tougher approach to drive the two away.
Just then, a soft laugh came from inside the shop.
"Let them in."
"Guests are always welcome."
The moment he heard that voice, Qian Daoliu's aura vanished instantly.
He suddenly turned around, facing the shop, and bowed respectfully at a ninety-degree angle.
"Yes, senior!"
He then straightened up, the wariness on his face vanished without a trace, replaced by a businesslike politeness.
He gestured for Bi Ji and Zi JI to enter.
"Please come in, gentlemen."
Qian Daoliu's complete 180-degree turn in attitude surprised even Bi Ji.
But she was there on official business, so she immediately came to her senses, bowed respectfully towards the shop from afar, and adopted the most humble posture imaginable.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
After saying that, she pulled Zi JI beside her and prepared to step inside.
However, she pulled at nothing.
When Bi Ji turned around, she saw that her sister Zi JI, who had been as fiery as a firecracker just moments before, was now looking like she had seen a ghost, her pretty face deathly pale.
Instead of moving forward, Zi JI secretly took two steps back, as if she wanted to perform a magic trick to disappear on the spot.
"Sister... I..."
"I... I suddenly feel a little unwell, how about we come another day?"
Looking at Zi JI's cowardly appearance, Bi Ji felt a throbbing headache.
She's starting to regret it.
If I had known, I shouldn't have listened to the Lord and come alone.
Bringing along this sister who always messes things up at crucial moments has definitely added a tiny bit of difficulty to this important diplomatic mission.
But since we're already here, we can't just turn back at the door.
A hint of helplessness appeared on Bi Ji's gentle face. She reached out her slender hand and gently tugged at Zi JI's sleeve.
"Zi JI, don't be afraid, your older sister is here."
However, Zi JI's reaction was like that of a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
"I don't!"
She suddenly flung her hand away and clung tightly to the sturdy door frame of the Maple Dye Pavilion, her legs rooted to the ground.
That pretty face, which should have been filled with ferocity and domineering, was now etched with resistance and terror.
"I'm not going in! I'd rather die than go in! He'll spank me!"
"Zi JI! Stop fooling around!"
Bi Ji's voice carried a hint of sternness.
She stopped trying to persuade her, and with a slight movement of her Soul Power, she directly took action, intending to forcibly drag her shameful younger sister inside.
She reached out and grabbed the purple outfit on Zi JI's back.
Then, pull hard!
However, the harder she tried, the tighter Zi JI held on.
Just as Bi Ji gritted her teeth, preparing to increase her strength and drag her good-for-nothing sister in completely,
Suddenly.
An indescribable fragrance wafted gently from inside the store.