Dugu Bo fell silent for several breaths.
He clenched both hands, then loosened them.
He was the Poison Douluo, a Titled Douluo. Few people on the entire continent dared speak to him like this.
Yet the Soul King before him happened to be one of those few.
He needed a favor.
The poison in his body had tormented him for more than half his life.
He had endured those days for decades, sought out countless people, and tried countless methods. Not one had been able to cure him.
Now someone stood before him, described every one of his symptoms without a single mistake, and then asked why he should help him.
He cursed inwardly, but there was little conviction behind it.
"What happened at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy was a favor for someone."
"And I didn't want trouble, either, so all I did was drive you away."
He paused, shifting his gaze from Yu Xiaogang's face to Ye Lin.
"As for abducting Ye Lin..."
He fell silent for a moment, truly unable to find an excuse.
"That was my fault. I apologize to young Ye."
Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly.
"And an apology settles it? Then if I abduct your granddaughter and scare you half to death, all I need to do is apologize?"
"If my father hadn't happened to discover this today, and if I hadn't come to rescue him, my disciple would probably have died at your hands."
He took half a step forward, his gaze fixed squarely on Dugu Bo's face.
"I'll say it again. Give me a reason to help you."
"Why should I help you?"
Dugu Bo clenched his jaw.
His vertical pupils narrowed, then slowly relaxed.
How infuriating!
Had it been anyone else, he would have slapped them dead long ago.
But Yu Yuanzhen