Threat

"Hmm?" Bibi Dong looked at him questioningly.

Dongfang Yu was wearing a mask, making his expression impossible to read, but Bibi Dong could still see confidence in his eyes. She was immediately curious—what was this disciple planning? Couldn't he see that she was already close to taking down Tang Hao?

Dongfang Yu fixed his gaze on Tang Hao and smiled lightly. "Tang Hao, you'd better not make any rash moves. Your son's life is in my hands."

"Bullshit!" Tang Hao cursed.

"You don't care about your son, but do you not care about your wife either?" Dongfang Yu did not mind his poor attitude.

"Impossible!" Tang Hao did not believe him, since he had already moved his wife somewhere hidden.

"Hehe, ordinary people naturally can't follow you, but don't forget, this is Gui Mei, the Ghost Douluo of our Spirit Hall. If he truly wanted to hide, are you sure you could detect him?" Dongfang Yu said with certainty.

Gui Mei let out a sinister laugh. "Hehehe... Tang Hao, if I weren't afraid of killing it outright, I would have dug it out long ago."

Tang Hao froze, and his grip on the hammer weakened considerably. They were right. Gui Mei was, after all, a Title Douluo and an agility-attack type at that. With the advantages of his martial soul, if he truly concealed himself, Tang Hao would indeed have a hard time finding him.

"No... no!" Tang Hao muttered. He did not want to lose his wife again.

"Surrender, and your wife may live. You'd better think this through..." Dongfang Yu said calmly, while also giving Bibi Dong a meaningful look.

She immediately understood. Taking advantage of Tang Hao's chaotic state of mind, she swiftly launched an attack!

"Eternal Creation!" This was currently Bibi Dong's most effective Soul Skill