Demon Bear Douluo Drops Another Golden Line: "You Old Turtle!"

As Lin Feng's words fell, the entire world fell silent.

That sentence—"and lived on with that identity"—froze everyone's thoughts in place.

Dead silence.

After more than ten seconds of dead silence.

"Fuck!"

Demon Bear Douluo slapped his thigh and let out an earth-shaking roar!

His bell-sized eyes glared fixedly at Tang San, as if he wanted to see straight through him. His face was filled with disgust and sudden realization.

"I knew it!"

"I knew there was something off about this brat!"

"At such a young age, he had more schemes than a damn honeycomb briquette! So he was rotten to the core!"

Demon Bear Douluo pointed his fan-sized hand at Tang San, spraying spittle everywhere.

"A thief in his previous life, reborn into—ptui!—snatched a good body in this life, and he was still a thief!"

"Stealing someone else's body, stealing Senior's immortal herbs—just like a dog that can't stop eating shit!"

His crude yet exceedingly precise summary was like a lit fuse tossed into a powder keg, instantly detonating the entire crowd!

"So that's how it is..."

Zhu Zhuqing's captivating fox eyes were now filled with contempt and disgust.

She recalled Tang San's maturity and cunning far beyond his age when they had first met, as well as those eyes that seemed able to see through people's hearts.

At the time, she had merely thought the boy was exceptionally gifted and deeply calculating.

But thinking back on it now, where was that mere scheming?

That was clearly an old ghost who had lived for decades, hiding inside a young boy's skin!

"No wonder he understood so many things he shouldn't have known at such a young age."

"So he brought memories from his previous life!"

"The memories of a thief!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo covered his mouth with an orchid-like gesture