"Tai Long?!"
Upon hearing this name, Huang Yuan immediately raised his arms, sat up, and said with an annoyed look:
"That Biyang Wanyi is still alive?"
"I lent him so many Gold Soul Coin, and he disappeared without saying hello?"
"I thought he died outside!"
"Yes, the person is still alive, and he also received a letter." Jing Ling raised the letter in his hand, "That little bastard invited us to the Star Luo Empire."
"And he promised that as long as we go there, we will be given a knighthood."
"Go to the Star Luo Empire? And get a knighthood?" Huang Yuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and the anger on his face was suppressed by confusion, "Where did the grandson get such power?"
"That's Star Luo Empire. A title is not given casually."
"Not to mention him, even his grandfather Tai Tan doesn't have this ability, right?"
"This is what I'm curious about." Jing Ling handed over the letter with a serious expression on his face, "Strength Clan moved his entire family without warning before and his whereabouts are unknown."
"Now it seems that Strength Clan should have gone to the Star Luo Empire."
"He wrote to us probably just to win over us, and then to find out some information about the Heaven Dou Empire, or even to ask us to act as insiders."
Huang Yuan took the letter and read it quickly.
The handwriting and wording in the letter were very rough, with words like "Brother misses you" and "Come to the Star Luo Empire to make a fortune together" throughout the letter.
At the end, there was a solemn promise of a title, but it didn't look real.
Huang Yuan returned the letter after reading it and shook his head thoughtfully:
"This shouldn't be Tai Long's idea. People in the Strength Clan have no brains. They can't do this kind of cleverness."
"I think so too." Jing Ling nodded, his tone a little more serious, "What do you think?"
"What do you think?" Huang Yuan suddenly laughed, jumped up from the cushion, and said in a joking tone, "This is a good thing, how else can you think of it? Of course I agree."
"It's just that the conditions they gave are too poor. A title alone is not enough."
"You and I have now broken through to Level 40 and Soul Power. With our ages, we will be guests wherever we go."
"If they want to win over us, they have to shed some blood."
"Well..." Jing Ling nodded slowly, crossed his arms and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Huang Yuan spoke without hesitation, "Ask them for Spirit Bone, one piece for each person, and the age cannot be less than ten thousand years."
"At the same time, we will also be given the qualifications to participate in Soul Master Tournament and compete as the Star Luo Empire representative team."
"The title cannot be less, it must be Viscount or above."
"There are also training resources. According to the training resources we have now, we will report 90%."
"If they all agree, then we'll go."
He thought for a while and added:
"Oh, by the way, tell them that they must send us Spirit Bone first to let us feel their sincerity, and then we will leave for the Star Luo Empire."
"Hahaha!" Jing Ling laughed when he heard this and patted Huang Yuan on the shoulder, "Dahuang, Dahuang, you are mistaking Tai Long for Wish-Granting Tree!"
"Don't say that Tai Long doesn't have the ability to agree to this. Even if he has the ability to agree, I'm afraid he won't agree."
"I had no intention of him agreeing to it." Huang Yuan shrugged casually, "Strength Clan, you don't know what he is like?"
"Where do they get the ability to promise others titles?"
"In my opinion, this Strength Clan is extremely poor and wants to trick us into killing us."
"It's hard to say." Jing Ling looked down at the letter in his hand, then raised his head and asked, "Do you want to report this to the teachers?"
"No need." Huang Yuan lay back on the cushion again, put his hands behind his head, and said in a relaxed tone, "The teachers are so busy now, how can they have time to take care of such nosy things."
"When he Tai Long really sends Spirit Bone, it won't be too late for us to report this matter."
"Yeah, that makes sense. I'll write a letter right now and ask the postman to deliver it to them." Jing Ling folded the letter paper and stuffed it into his arms, turned around and walked towards the house.
That night.
The night is hazy and everything is silent.
On the top of a low mountain outside the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, the night wind howled by.
Gu Rong was wearing a tight-fitting black night suit and a wide-brimmed black hat. The edges of the hat were pushed extremely low, completely hiding his face in the shadows.
Several wads of cotton were stuffed into his shoulders and waist on the inside of his robe, changing the outline of his originally slim figure and making him look stronger than usual.
He stood in the shadow of a huge boulder, with his hands behind his back, his posture calm, but the Soul Power pressure emanating from his body shrouded the entire mountain top like a substance.
Next to the boulder, Yu Xiaogang and Flender were pressed down by a granite the size of a square table. The stone happened to be pressed between their thighs and waists, pinning them firmly to the ground and unable to move.
Their clothes were in a mess, their faces were red, and their eyes were bulging outwards. They tried their best to push against the boulders, but in vain.
Tang San knelt on the ground, his red eyes staring at Gu Rong standing in front of him, his fists clenching loudly, his nails digging into the flesh of his palms, and blood dripping down.
"Stop your fearless resistance."
Gu Rong changed his voice, sounding feminine and sharp, completely different from his usual voice.
"If you want your two teachers to survive, agree to a condition immediately."
"Otherwise, I will crush them to death right now!"
Tang San raised his head angrily, his voice trembling with anger:
"Aren't you afraid that Three Education Committee Members in the Heaven Dou Royal Academy will come after you commit such a murder?!"
"Haha." Gu Rong sneered and said lightly, "Boy, you haven't figured out the situation yet."
"I can take the three of you out of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy quietly, so I won't be afraid of those three old losers coming after you smell it."
He stretched out a finger and pointed at Yu Xiaogang, whose struggle was gradually slowing down, with a hint of impatience in his tone:
"Hurry up and agree, otherwise your mentor will die."
"Teacher!" Tang San scratched his head when he saw this, and wanted to get up and go to rescue him, but as soon as his knees left the ground, Gu Rong's feet were already raised, and then he kicked him in the chest.
"Bang--!"
Tang San let out a whimper, and instantly flew backwards, rolling on the ground for several feet before stopping.
"Ahem...!"
He lay on his back on the ground, with a trace of sweet blood flowing out of his mouth, and he couldn't help coughing violently.