Qian Renchuan's assessing gaze fell on Dugu Xin.
Unease gripped Dugu Xin.
He unconsciously softened even his breathing.
But beneath his sleeve, his hand was clenched into a fist, ready to fight for his life.
He knew he stood no chance against two Titled Douluo, but the Dugu Family would never wait meekly for death.
Then, to his surprise, Qian Renchuan raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you still here?"
Dugu Xin froze.
His wife, standing behind him, looked up in disbelief.
What did he mean?
Why were they still here?
They could leave?
Spirit Hall was letting them go?
Dugu Xin's mind went blank. He stammered,
"Eldest Young Master..."
"You're... you're not going to kill us?"
Qian Renchuan laughed in surprise.
"Why would I kill you for no reason?"
"The road's plenty wide. You go your way, I'll go mine. I'm not some lunatic."
Relief flooded Dugu Xin. He pulled his wife forward, about to bow and flee.
But Qian Renchuan raised a hand to stop them.
"Wait."
Dugu Xin's heart lurched.
His legs went weak. He nearly dropped to his knees before Qian Renchuan.
What else do you want, Eldest Young Master?
Couldn't you have said it all at once?
Across from him, Qian Renchuan rubbed his chin.
"I was so pleased with myself just now that I nearly forgot."
As he spoke, Qian Renchuan pointed toward the Scale Armor Beast nearby, which he had slashed open with a knife-hand strike.
"No wonder you hadn't left. You had your eye on this Soul Beast first, and I took it from you."
"You must want compensation."
Dugu Xin waved his hands frantically, sweat beading on his forehead.
"No, no! We wouldn't dare!"
"We only happened across this Soul Beast."
"And it's no use to us anyway. Please consider it a