My Father Is Zhang Erhe

"Haha... it's fine, it's fine."

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed awkwardly. Did he not care about his dignity? They had already formed an alliance, so what was wrong with touching it? He had merely been curious. He had never even touched a two-hundred-thousand-year soul beast before.

But judging by the situation, if he touched it again, he would probably get beaten even harder. And he could not get angry, since it had been his fault. Who told him to be so handsy?

"Come, come, come. Let's talk inside."

Seeing that everything was fine, Qian Daoliu pulled Qin Feng toward Spirit Hall. The sight left Bibi Dong looking utterly confused.

"What the hell is going on?"

Bibi Dong looked annoyed. Why were they going to Spirit Hall? He had agreed to an alliance, so shouldn't they be going to the Consecration Hall? Did she not care about her dignity?

"Alright, alright."

Qin Feng nodded, telling the dead soldiers to wait outside while he brought Bald Strong, Dugu Bo, and the others in with him.

"May I ask who your honored father is...?"

Inside Spirit Hall, Qin Feng and the others sat in chairs. Bibi Dong also sat nearby and listened as Qian Daoliu began probing into Qin Feng's background.

"My father is Zhang Erhe... Ah, no, my father has already passed away."

Qin Feng suddenly recalled a funny scene, though no one in this world should know about it.

"Passed away? My condolences."

Qian Daoliu spoke with half-belief and half-doubt. One moment it was Zhang Erhe, the next his father was dead. Was Qin Feng trying to fool him? Still, he could not press further. What if it was true? Wouldn't that be awkward?

"Then may I ask where Young Master Qin's sect is? I'll pay it a visit another day."

Qian Daoliu continued asking. If asking about his father did not work, then asking about his sect should. Once he knew where the sect was, everything would become much easier.

"Uh... I won't be leaving anytime soon. When we have time, we can go together."

Qin Feng scratched his head, unsure what to do, and could only deceive him with good intentions. The sect had not even been built yet. He could not exactly bring Qian Daoliu to some remote mountain ravine.

"Fine, then."

Qian Daoliu was completely baffled. First, Qin Feng's father had died, then Qin Feng said he would take him to the sect. So all that questioning had been for nothing?

Bibi Dong, sitting nearby, looked at Qin Feng with even greater suspicion. Did he not have a sect at all? But she could not say it aloud, because the people Qin Feng had brought with him were undeniably real.

She could not offend an unknown powerhouse merely because of suspicion. She was not that foolish.

"By the way, what grudge do you have against Tang Hao?"

Bibi Dong asked curiously. Could this be a gift for Spirit Hall?

"Oh, you mean that? It's because I have a grudge against his son."

"He had a son?"

Upon hearing that, Bibi Dong immediately perked up. Tang Hao was already dead, so only his son remained. Though there was still the Clear Sky Sect, a declining sect posed no real threat to her.

"That's right. His son is doing very well!"

Qin Feng gritted his teeth. The moment he thought of Tang San, his hands itched. Damn it, he should have slapped him a few more times back then.

"What do you mean by that?"

Bibi Dong hurriedly pressed him. The son Tang Hao had fathered could not possibly be weak. She had to eliminate that obstacle.

"Tang Hao's son is named Tang San. He possesses exceptional talent, twin martial souls, and astonishing luck."

Qin Feng sighed. Without the system, perhaps he could only have watched Tang San become a god and destroy Spirit Hall.

"Where is he now?"

Bibi Dong's gaze instantly turned vicious. She had to kill Tang San before he rose to power, or he would become the next Tang Hao.

"Sorry, I can't tell you that."

"Oh? Why not?"

Bibi Dong looked at Qin Feng suspiciously. If he could not give her a convincing reason, she would unilaterally declare their alliance broken.

"Because I want to kill him with my own hands."

Qin Feng spoke meaningfully. Before he killed Tang San, no one was allowed to make a move, not even Spirit Hall.

"I hope you can do it."

After saying that, Bibi Dong fell silent. Qian Daoliu, meanwhile, showed no expression at all and simply kept his eyes closed in meditation.

"It's getting late. You can stay here tonight."

"Tomorrow, I'll hold a grand banquet to celebrate our long-lasting alliance."

After saying that, Qian Daoliu had Bibi Dong arrange lodging for Qin Feng and the others, while he headed toward the Consecration Hall.

"Follow me." Bibi Dong spoke as she strode quickly toward the door.

Before long, everyone's lodging had been arranged, except for Qin Feng's.

"Your Holiness, how old are you this year?"

Qin Feng rubbed his hands together. She still had not arranged a room for him. Could something good be happening tonight? Hehehe.

"Don't you know that a girl's age shouldn't be asked so casually?"

Bibi Dong stopped walking and looked at Qin Feng with a seductive expression.

Damn, she's an expert.

Qin Feng thought to himself. Although he had been single in his previous life, that did not stop him from watching videos about flirting with girls. He had learned from the grandmaster himself.

"You're so beautiful. What man wouldn't be curious? Don't you think?"

Qin Feng smoothly parried the move and tossed the question back to Bibi Dong. Do not ask why. He had learned it from the grandmaster.

"Haha, you're so good with words. You probably don't lack girls, do you?"

What girl could withstand a move like that, especially Bibi Dong, who had long held a position of power?

At that moment, Bibi Dong felt quite pleased. It had been a long time since anyone dared speak to her like that. Everyone else spoke to her with nothing but reverence.

An expert.

Qin Feng thought to himself. An ordinary person would definitely not know how to answer that, but who was he? He was the grandmaster's foremost disciple.

"Yes, I don't lack female friends, but I do lack a girlfriend."

Qin Feng said with a smile. Little girl, you want to compete with me? Study for a few more years first.

"Haha, forget it. Alright, this is your room."

Bibi Dong smiled, then pointed at the room in front of them.

"Alright. Would you like to come in for some water?"

Qin Feng nodded, pushed open the door, and turned to ask Bibi Dong. As long as she came inside, anything was possible.

"No, I still have things to do. We'll talk tomorrow."

After saying that, Bibi Dong did not give Qin Feng a chance to respond. She turned and left.

"If you hadn't said so, I would've thought she was a player."

Qin Feng muttered to himself as he watched Bibi Dong's retreating figure. When experts crossed paths, they stopped at the right point. That was Bibi Dong's skill as well. Sigh, time to sleep. Dreams had everything.

Qin Feng sighed, then returned to the room and lay down on the soft bed.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"Who is it?"

Hearing the knock, Qin Feng rubbed his eyes. He hated being woken up the most. Did they not know he had a temper after waking?

"Her Holiness the Pope has asked you to join her for dinner," the maid outside said respectfully.

"Alright, I understand."

After being woken up, Qin Feng no longer felt sleepy. He got dressed, sat by the bed, and began speaking with the system.