Dugu Bo rose from his chair and gave a cold laugh:
"That Xue Qinghe has more tricks than you can count, and he's as calculating as they come. Lin Xuan, you can't go wrong keeping your distance from him."
Lin Xuan waved a hand.
"Old Poison, don't you trust me?"
Dugu Bo snorted.
"Of course I trust you. But those royals will eat you alive. It never hurts to be careful."
Lin Xuan looked at Dugu Bo.
"All right, the match is over. Time for the victory feast."
"Old Poison, want to come along?"
Dugu Bo's lips curved upward.
"Of course I'm going!"
"How could I miss a free meal?"
Flender was in excellent spirits. He swept out an arm and thumped his chest.
"Let's go! My treat today. I'll make sure you eat well!"
Standing beside Lin Xuan, Xiao Wu muttered under her breath,
"If Dean Flender is paying, will there be enough food?"
Ning Rongrong doubled over laughing, her laughter filling the room.
Flender's face tightened. He gave a dry cough.
"Of course there will!"
"When have I ever skimped on food for you?"
Liu Erlong cut in without mercy.
"Give it a rest, Flender. Back in Suotuo City, you counted every last cabbage leaf. Don't take the children to a roadside stall for vegetable soup today."
Tai Long and Huang Yuan snickered at the back.
Lin Xuan called to Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing.
"Little San, Zhuqing, you heard the dean. Eat your fill."
Everyone gathered their belongings and headed out through the lounge door, chatting and laughing.
The passage inside the Great Soul Arena was spacious, with bright Soul Guidance Lamps lining both sides.
They had just rounded a corner when another group approached from the opposite direction.
The middle-aged man at its head wore a