You Can't Touch a Cat's Butt

Qin Feng looked troubled. How was he supposed to explain this? It was a one-time thing. If he had people like that, he would have been invincible long ago, alright?

"Alas! Fine."

Qian Daoliu sighed helplessly. He had expected this outcome long ago. After all, how could a Soul Master cross such a vast span of time to revive someone? He could only blame his bad luck.

"Stop! No entry."

Just then, a commotion arose at the entrance. Everyone from Spirit Hall, along with Qin Feng, turned to look. At a time like this, who else could be coming?

At that moment, several hundred people dressed in tattered clothes hurried over, followed by Spirit Hall guards.

"Hiss! They look so familiar!"

Qin Feng looked at the group, feeling as though he had seen them somewhere before, but he simply could not remember. In the end, he decided not to think about it and quietly watched their performance.

"Greetings, Your Holiness."

"These people barged in without a word. We simply couldn't stop them."

The guard complained tearfully. Who could understand his pain? He had been standing guard perfectly well when a group suddenly came charging in without a word. Every one of them was stronger than him. He could not stop them. He simply could not stop them.

"Alright, I understand. You may withdraw."

Bibi Dong nodded. Upon hearing that, the guard hurriedly turned and left without lingering for even a moment.

"Who are you people? Why did you force your way into Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong demanded. Did anyone dare to crap all over Spirit Hall now? First Qin Feng, and now a pack of beggars.

The Pawns said nothing. After looking around, they locked onto Qin Feng, who was surrounded by the dead soldiers. Then, the massive group marched toward him.

"Stop."

Seeing this, the dead soldiers hurriedly shouted a warning and stepped in front of Qin Feng.

The Pawns said nothing and continued forward until they were several dozen meters away from Qin Feng.

"Greetings, Master."

The Pawns dropped to one knee and respectfully called out to Qin Feng.

The dead soldiers exchanged glances. What was going on? After all that, they were actually on the same side.

"Pawns?"

Only after hearing their voices did Qin Feng suddenly remember that he had summoned the Pawns earlier and then forgotten to send them back.

"Mm, rise."

Qin Feng nodded faintly. Upon receiving the order, the Pawns rose one after another.

"Report! Our Spirit Hall branches have been surrounded by unknown forces, each led by a Soul Douluo."

A guard suddenly rushed in from outside. Not even daring to catch his breath, he quickly reported the matter. This was a major incident! How long had it been since anyone dared surround Spirit Hall?

"What? This is outrageous!"

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth. A big forest truly attracted all kinds of birds. Someone had actually taken advantage of Spirit Hall's unpreparedness to surround its branches.

"Hiss!"

Qin Feng sucked in a breath. Damn, those seemed to be his people too. When the dead soldiers had sacrificed themselves earlier, he had ordered the Pawns to surround the Spirit Hall branches.

As long as Spirit Hall refused the alliance, he would give the order and the Pawns would flatten the Spirit Hall branches. But who could have expected this to happen? What a miscalculation!

At that moment, outside every Spirit Hall branch, a dense mass of people filled the area.

"Who are you? Retreat at once, or else..." a Spirit Hall branch executive said coldly.

The surrounding soldiers tightened their grips on their weapons and slowly closed in.

The Pawns said nothing, but they prepared themselves to fight at any moment, waiting only for Qin Feng's command.

"Your Holiness, would you believe me if I said they're my people?"

Qin Feng walked out with a smile and spoke to Bibi Dong. He had no choice. His memory was poor. In his previous life, he had looked at too many beautiful women and only remembered beauties.

"Your people?"

Bibi Dong asked doubtfully, as though saying, Are you joking with me? I've already finished getting angry, and now you tell me they're your people.

"Yes. I'll have them withdraw right away." As Qin Feng spoke, he instructed the system to make all the Pawns retreat.

At the Spirit Hall branches, after receiving Qin Feng's command in their minds, the Pawns dispersed one after another. Seeing that these people were preparing to leave, the soldiers looked toward their superiors.

"Let them leave."

The executives said helplessly. They could not simply kill them outright. Since those people had not attacked Spirit Hall, they could only let them go.

"Hahaha, so it was all a misunderstanding."

Qian Daoliu stepped forward at that moment, laughing as he patted Qin Feng on the shoulder. Golden Crocodile Douluo also approached from behind him.

"You must be the renowned Golden Crocodile Douluo."

Qin Feng flattered him. He had a favorable impression of Spirit Hall, but Tang San was the exception. Damn it, that idiot Tang San made him angry just thinking about him.

"Mm."

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded, then looked curiously at the Pawns behind Qin Feng.

"I never expected you to have another card up your sleeve."

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked amazed. If it had been him, he definitely would not have considered things so thoroughly. This scheme was truly one link after another.

"Haha, if I didn't have some ability, how could I form an alliance with Spirit Hall?"

Qin Feng smiled and shook his head. If he did not have Titled Douluo and the like right now, he would probably have died hundreds of times already.

"System, use the summoning chance."

"Ding, beginning summon... Summon successful."

"Ding, congratulations, Host. You have successfully summoned Fat Wave."

"Fat Wave?"

Qin Feng was somewhat dumbfounded. What was that supposed to be? Why had he never heard of it?

"System, open Fat Wave's character panel."

Name: Fat Wave

Level: 200,000-year soul beast

Combination: When working together with Bald Strong, can contend with a level ninety-nine Titled Douluo without being defeated.

"I know who it is. Isn't it Bald Strong's cat?"

Qin Feng suddenly understood. He had wondered who it was, but this combination was pretty awesome. It could contend with a level ninety-nine opponent without losing.

"Ding, would the Host like to summon?"

"Summon."

The moment he spoke, a gray cat appeared at Qin Feng's feet.

"Meow..."

After looking around, Fat Wave ran over to Bald Strong's feet.

"Fat Wave!"

Bald Strong looked thrilled. He hurriedly picked Fat Wave up, and Fat Wave licked his hand.

"Hiss! This is..."

Qian Daoliu looked stunned. He had sensed Fat Wave the instant it appeared. With such powerful soul power, it would have been difficult for him not to notice it.

"Fat Wave, Bald Strong's companion."

Qin Feng answered truthfully. There was nothing to hide, especially since they had formed an alliance with Spirit Hall.

"Qin Feng, I want to know how you found out that Qian Renxue was in the Heaven Dou Empire."

Qian Daoliu finally asked about this matter. Qian Renxue was his granddaughter, after all. He could not possibly avoid worrying about her.

"Only I know about that. Don't worry."

Qin Feng gave only a vague answer. He could not expose Mu Shan. Once Mu Shan was exposed, would Spirit Hall still trust him? Or rather, would they even dare to trust him?

They would never allow a spy to infiltrate Spirit Hall, especially not a Platinum Bishop.

"Fine, then."

Qian Daoliu could only accept it helplessly. He could not keep pressing the matter. Their intelligence was far better than his own.

"Argh..."

"Fuck!"

Hearing the sound, Qin Feng turned his head and saw that Golden Crocodile Douluo had somehow gone over to Fat Wave.

"What happened?"

Qian Daoliu looked puzzled. He was a level ninety-eight Titled Douluo. Surely he had not been scratched by a cat?

"Uh... it's nothing. Nothing."

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked embarrassed and quickly covered his scratched arm. He could not say that a cat had scratched him, or where would he put his old face? Wouldn't people laugh at him when he returned?

Only Bald Strong's lips curled upward uncontrollably, because he alone had witnessed the scene.

"Hmph!"

Fat Wave snorted and turned its head away. Served him right. Who told him to be so handsy? Didn't he know a cat's butt was not to be touched? Let's see if he dared be handsy again.