Early in the morning, the sky had barely begun to lighten.
In the Strength Clan's compound in southern Heaven Dou City, the sound of sweeping the courtyard could already be heard.
Tai Long had climbed out of bed before dawn and knocked on the doors of his grandfather Tai Tan and his father Tai Nuo, going over the day's plans several times.
Tai Tan, a level eighty-six battle Soul Douluo known as the "Great Strength God," sat on a stone stool. He listened to Tai Long, waved a hand, and said,
"Enough, brat. You've repeated yourself five or six times already this morning. My ears are going numb."
Tai Nuo, standing beside them, spoke up with some embarrassment.
"Dad, Tai Long's only taking this seriously.
His Soul Power reached the peak of level thirty-seven in just over half a year, all thanks to Captain Lin Xuan. Our Strength Clan has always repaid kindness and settled grudges. We have to remember a debt this great."
Tai Tan snorted.
"You think I don't know that?"
"Now get moving and drive the carriage. Take the roomiest four-horse carriage in the estate, and don't leave our guests waiting outside the academy!"
Tai Long gave a couple of sheepish chuckles, rubbed his backside, and darted off.
In truth, Tai Tan had good reason to take the visit so seriously. Lin Xuan was simply extraordinary.
Setting aside what Lin Xuan had done for Tai Long, he had become a Soul Ancestor at a young age and possessed a ten-thousand-year fourth ring.
Not only that, Lin Xuan was on good terms with Poison Douluo.
Tai Tan had also learned something astonishing from Tai Long: Ning Rongrong, the young princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, was quite fond of Lin Xuan.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile