Tang San stood in the hall, his expression as calm as if nothing had happened, but his mind had already turned things over again and again.
He silently muttered to himself,
"Why hasn't that old bastard Prince Xue Xing brought that Titled Douluo Dugu Bo over yet?"
"I need to keep Xiao Wu behind me so Dugu Bo doesn't see through her true identity."
"Sure, that blind fool Dugu Bo never noticed in my previous life, but I'd better be careful in this one."
Xiao Wu stood a few steps behind him to one side. When Tang San's inner voice poured into her ears, her ears abruptly flattened backward, and every trace of color drained from her face.
A Titled Douluo.
Dugu Bo.
Her pupils contracted, and her fingers clenched inside her sleeves.
She gritted her teeth and cursed inwardly,
"Tang San, you motherfucker! Why didn't you say so sooner?"
Thoughts churned through her mind, each more urgent and louder than the last.
No, she had to run.
Right now.
Tang San had said she had been fine in his previous life, but that didn't mean she would be fine in this one.
A Titled Douluo's sensory range was beyond anything she could estimate.
What if Dugu Bo came?
What if he saw through her true form at a glance? She would surely die here today!
Where could I run? Where could I run?
Ye Lin noticed something was wrong with Xiao Wu's expression, but he had no idea what was going on.
"Xiao Wu, what's wrong? Did something you ate upset your stomach?"
At those words, Xiao Wu's eyes immediately lit up.
She pressed her lips together and nodded.
Ye Lin turned to Qin Ming. "Senior, something Xiao Wu ate upset her stomach. Where's the bathroom?"
Meng Shenji pointed