Soul Power touched the invisible wall of air surrounding Hu Liena and passed straight through it, yet it had no effect whatsoever on the controlled Hu Liena.
Bibi Dong's hand froze in midair. Her smile remained, but her eyes narrowed.
She tried again, but the result was still failure.
She could not even tell what exactly was controlling Hu Liena.
Bibi Dong's smile finally faded slightly. She withdrew her hand and turned an inscrutable gaze toward Yang Xing.
The pavilion fell silent for two seconds.
Yue Guan was the first to break the silence. His androgynous voice squeezed out from his throat, carrying undisguised contempt.
"Your Holiness, it remains to be seen whether this man is even a Titled Douluo." He tilted his head and stroked the gem on his chest. "Who knows if he's some fraud?"
Gui Mei's voice drifted out from the shadows, and his eerie cackling finally rang out.
"A-Guan is right. Does some young man of unknown origins really think he can bluff Spirit Hall just by putting on the airs of an expert?"
The instant their words fell, nine Soul Rings emerged beneath each of their feet.
Two yellow, two purple, five black.
The complete Soul Ring configurations of two Rank 95 Super Douluos bloomed in overlapping splendor beneath the afterglow of the setting sun. Two Titled Douluo-level Soul Power pressures bore down like solid substance, squeezing the air until it emitted a buzzing tremor.
Fine cracks spread across the pavilion's stone pillars. The tea set on the stone table clinked softly.
Hu Liena's gaze tightened further.
Holding his teacup, Yang Xing took a sip.
Then he set down the cup and glanced at Yue Guan and Gui Mei.
"Is this how Spirit Hall treats its guests?"
His tone was calm, as if he were