What are you afraid of? My dad is Dai Hao

The match ended very quickly.

There should have been two more matches next, but the freshmen on both sides were all one-ring soul masters. Among twelve people, they could not even scrape together a single two-ring Grand Soul Master.

Finding it boring, Bai Ran quickly got up and left the spectator area, returning to his own stall.

He would sell for one more hour. If no one came, he would pack up and go back, then continue running his Luckin Coffee Shop in the outer courtyard cafeteria that evening.

Perhaps because the Freshman Competition had only just begun and the buzz was not high, there were not many people who came to watch.

In the spectator area for District Thirty-Three where Bai Ran had just been sitting, not even a third of the seats were filled, and most of the audience members seated there were teachers from the freshman classes and freshman students.

He estimated that only after they entered the second stage, the ranking matches—meaning the round of sixty-four—would it attract a large number of spectators.

After growing up this much, Bai Ran had still never seen what a martial soul fusion skill looked like.

For the final match, the grudge match between Huo Yuhao and his "older brother" Dai Huabin, Bai Ran had to go show his support no matter what.

Speak of the devil, and he appeared.

Bai Ran had just returned to his little coffee stall and was about to make himself a cup of coffee.

In front of the coffee stall, a blond man walked over with his arm around a rather well-built woman.

With that flashy look and signature blond hair, even if Bai Ran did not know him, he could guess almost exactly who it was.

Who else could it be other than Dai Huabin, the class monitor of Freshman Class Five and Huo Yuhao's half-brother from the same father?

As a freshman, Dai Huabin's soul power rank had already broken through level thirty, surpassing most second-year students and even some third-year outer courtyard disciples.

In a sense, the resources the White Tiger Duke Mansion gave its legitimate son were simply beyond generous.

Not only did they let him possess a soul power level far beyond his peers, they even allowed him to be joined in marriage with a Zhu Family girl. Even his wife had been arranged early.

Compared with him, Huo Yuhao, the son of a concubine, held a status that could not even compare to the servants in the mansion.

Actually, you could also blame Tang San for this.

If Tang San had not turned back the wheel of history and let nobles completely become the ruling class of Douluo Continent, perhaps Huo Yuhao's childhood experiences would not have been so miserable.

Of course, Bai Ran would not look at his customer through tinted glasses because of Huo Yuhao's tragic circumstances.

In Haji Bai's view, as long as you were willing to take out Gold Soul Coins to buy his coffee, then he would sell it to you.

Selling to one person was the same as selling to anyone, right?

Oh, right. He would not sell to evil soul masters.

His parents had both been killed by evil soul masters, and his uncle had nearly gone mad because of evil soul masters, so even if he were selling to Tang San, Bai Ran would not sell coffee—or lemonade—to evil soul masters.

No, wait. He would not sell to Tang San either.

Evil soul masters had continuously developed and grown stronger because of that bastard, eventually reaching their current massive scale.

Although there were some special cases among evil soul masters and they could not all be beaten to death with one stick, evil soul masters were like snakes. When he could not tell whether one was venomous or not, Bai Ran's choice was to strangle them all first and ask questions never.

"Yo, isn't this Senior Jiang Nannan?"

The main reason Dai Huabin had walked up to the coffee stall was that he had been drawn over by Jiang Nannan's beauty.

One could only say he truly deserved to be the possessor of the Evil Eye White Tiger, known as the lewd tiger. From his ancestor Dai Mubai to Dai Huabin's father, the "White Tiger Duke," at their core, they were all extremely fickle men—human Teddies whose lower halves controlled their upper halves.

Especially when they saw a beautiful woman, they could practically no longer walk.

If Zhu Lu, who was beside Dai Huabin, had not been glaring hard at him with those little eyes of hers, Dai Huabin's eyeballs probably would have been dying to stick themselves to Jiang Nannan's long legs.

"..."

Jiang Nannan did not speak.

For this kind of ill-intentioned silkpants young master, Jiang Nannan felt he was even more disgusting than Xu Sanshi.

Xu Sanshi: Fuck, how did I become a unit of measurement?

"Classmate, are you here to cause trouble?"

No matter what Jiang Nannan had once been like, Jiang Nannan was now the assistant his uncle had sent to help him. She was his subordinate.

Seeing his subordinate being harassed, if Bai Ran did not even have the courage to step out and protect her, would that not make him a cowardly turtle? What difference would there be between him and Xu Sanshi?

Xu Sanshi: Six six six, you're fucking slandering me again?

"Where did this brat come from? Get lost."

Seeing this hairless little brat Bai Ran pop out, Dai Huabin did not indulge him in the slightest. He casually swung out a slap, intending to send the child back to die wherever he had come from.

But this action suited Bai Ran perfectly.

The slap had not even landed on his face yet when, in the next second, Bai Ran lay down and started playing dead on the spot.

A food-type soul master was already no match for an assault-type soul master, not to mention there was a full eleven-level difference in soul power between the two of them.

"Huabin, you won't get into trouble for doing this, right?"

Seeing Dai Huabin hit a child, and seeing that the child seemed to be quite badly injured, Zhu Lu could not help feeling a little worried.

"What's there to be scared of? My father is Dai Hao."

Compared to his elder brother, Dai Yueheng, and his younger brother, Dai Luoli, Dai Huabin was completely lawless. From the time he was young, his mother had told him: You are the White Tiger Duke's son. You can do anything you want.

That was why, in the original story, Dai Huabin had even been bold enough to use his family's power to assassinate Huo Yuhao, a Shrek student, outside Shrek City.

It was something other people, even some Title Douluo, would not have dared to do, yet Dai Huabin was arrogant to that extent.

Unfortunately, today, he had kicked an iron plate.

The White Tiger Duke, Dai Hao, was indeed formidable, but no matter how formidable he was, he was still someone from the Star Luo Empire.

Bai Ran's uncle, Ye Tian, however, was a genuine Shrek person, and his value was comparable to that of a Super Douluo.

As long as Shrek's higher-ups weren't stupid, who they would favor was simply obvious at a glance.

Bai Ran had not even been lying on the ground for two seconds when a red figure descended from the sky.

It was none other than Ma Xiaotao, who had just gone to the outer courtyard cafeteria to find Bai Ran and buy Coffee, failed to find him, and had therefore decided to stroll around the outer courtyard.

And now, by sheer coincidence, she happened to see Bai Ran get slapped "unconscious" by Dai Huabin.

How to describe this scene?

It was no different from being NTR'd right to her face.

And by a stinking blond punk at that. The buffs were fully stacked.

Phoenix Roaring Sky Strike!

A crimson phoenix phantom descended from the sky, aimed completely at taking Dai Huabin's life.

Sensing danger, Dai Huabin subconsciously hugged Zhu Lu, who had originally been in his arms, and activated their martial soul fusion skill, "Nether White Tiger."

Only then did he manage to preserve his sorry life.

The people from the Duke's Mansion who had been hidden in the shadows to protect Dai Huabin's safety hurriedly came out to stop the furious Ma Xiaotao when they saw this.

Seeing the inner courtyard uniform on Ma Xiaotao, the people from the Duke's Mansion felt their heads ache. Clearly, this matter had exceeded the scope of what they could handle.

The people from the Duke's Mansion: What was going on? Where had the second young master gone and provoked this big shot?