You're Simply an Angel

As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Bai Baoshan and Zhi Lin, the two education commissioners, sitting inside. Across from them sat a golden-haired young man.

When Xue Qinghe saw Ling Han enter, he stood up and walked over with a smile.

"So you're His Excellency the Ice Emperor? I've long admired your reputation!"

Xue Qinghe extended his hand and shook Ling Han's.

"You flatter me, Your Highness. I merely broke through by luck."

"His Excellency the Ice Emperor is too modest. How could a Titled Douluo's breakthrough ever be a matter of luck?"

The two exchanged pleasantries before sitting down.

The moment Ling Han entered, he had already sensed that someone was secretly watching him.

The aura of a Level 96 Super Douluo.

Ling Han smiled indifferently. The person had probably been sent as a protector because they were worried about him.

However, Ling Han still disliked being watched.

So he casually released a strand of spiritual power and sealed the entire Reception Hall.

The moment spiritual power on the Limit Douluo level emerged, Light Feather Douluo instantly lost his perception, and his expression changed drastically.

"What powerful spiritual power! Could this fellow also be a Super Douluo, and a spiritual-type one at that?"

Light Feather Douluo was greatly alarmed. After all, Ling Han looked far too young, and he did not seem to be deliberately disguising himself. He truly was young.

"What should I do? If I force my way in, it'll be over!"

Light Feather Douluo was extremely anxious, afraid that Qian Renxue might be in danger.

Meanwhile, inside the Reception Hall, Xue Qinghe was still chatting merrily with Ling Han, completely unaware that his protector had been rendered ineffective.

The two were like kindred spirits, conversing with great ease.

They discussed everything from astronomy and geography to family gossip and trivial matters.

Before he knew it, Xue Qinghe—or rather, Qian Renxue—had completely let down her guard and developed a favorable impression of Ling Han.

The young man before her was elegant in speech, graceful in manner, and immensely powerful. He was practically the ideal partner in Qian Renxue's heart.

"May I ask how Your Highness plans to govern the country after ascending the throne?" Ling Han asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Xue Qinghe answered almost without thinking, "Of course, I'll put the people first, allowing the common folk to live and work in peace while making the country prosperous and powerful!"

Ling Han nodded.

Her ideas were indeed worthy of praise.

Had Tang San, that extraterrestrial demon, not appeared in the original story, Qian Renxue should have been the true Child of Destiny.

Putting the people first, allowing them to live and work in peace, and making the country prosperous and powerful—what a wonderful vision. For this alone, Ling Han would not treat Qian Renxue as an enemy.

"Your Highness, with ideas like these, you'll surely become a wise ruler for the ages. To the common people, you're simply an angel."

Xue Qinghe froze when he heard the word "angel," then hurriedly composed himself and put on a smile.

Was it a coincidence?

Xue Qinghe's heart was filled with doubt.

Ling Han had praised her for nothing else, yet he had specifically called her an angel.

In truth, Ling Han had seen through Xue Qinghe's disguise at a glance.

The power of the Angel God Armor might deceive other Titled Douluos, but it absolutely could not deceive Ling Han, who possessed the Ice Dragon King's dragon soul.

In Ling Han's eyes, the person before him was not the golden-haired young man Xue Qinghe, but the stunningly beautiful Qian Renxue, whose long hair fell to her waist.

"Ahem, His Excellency the Ice Emperor is too kind. Qinghe merely expressed his ideals. But rest assured, His Excellency the Ice Emperor—I will certainly work hard to realize them!"

After they finished talking, Xue Qinghe still had to discuss some matters with the three education commissioners, so Ling Han left first.

"Safe travels, His Excellency the Ice Emperor. Qinghe will visit you again next time!"

Ling Han waved his hand and left the Reception Hall.

Elsewhere, Light Feather Douluo, who had been hiding in the shadows, saw Ling Han emerge and hurriedly extended his spiritual power into the Reception Hall again.

Only after sensing that Qian Renxue was unharmed did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But at that moment, a tremendous suction force that Light Feather Douluo could not resist suddenly appeared and directly pulled him over.

The next moment, Light Feather Douluo, whose appearance was much like a child's, was dangling from Ling Han's hand.

"Whose little friend are you? You can't run around the academy."

What Ling Han had used just now was Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon from the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record Tang San had given him.

With his current cultivation, even a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast could be pulled over effortlessly with Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.

Ling Han had noticed Light Feather Douluo hiding in the shadows long ago. Since he had nothing better to do, he had decided to grab him and have some fun.

Light Feather Douluo was held in Ling Han's hand with both feet off the ground, suspended in midair.

"Release me!"

Light Feather Douluo struggled furiously, looking even more like a child throwing a tantrum.

But he was only Level 96, and he possessed a weapon-type Martial Soul. In terms of strength, how could he possibly rival the Level 98 Ling Han, who possessed the Ice Dragon King Martial Soul?

"You're just a child. Why are you calling yourself 'this old man'? Where are your parents? Big Brother will take you to find them."

Light Feather Douluo: ...

"Where would I get parents from? I'm already this old! Release me!"

Light Feather Douluo continued struggling, but he simply could not break free.

"So you're an orphan. What a pitiful child."

Light Feather Douluo: "You—you..."

He offered Ling Han a heartfelt greeting.

Ling Han frowned. "Tsk. How can a child use foul language? Today, Big Brother will discipline you properly on behalf of your parents!"

Then Ling Han twisted the hand holding Light Feather Douluo, flipping him around.

Afterward, Ling Han slowly raised his hand and took aim at Light Feather Douluo's rear.

"You—you what are you doing? Don't do anything reckless! I—I am..."

Before he could finish, Ling Han's palm came swinging down.

"Smack!"

A crisp, resounding crack rang out as Ling Han's palm landed squarely on Light Feather Douluo's rear.

"Ah!" Light Feather Douluo let out a scream, sounding exactly like a child being spanked.

The cry was so loud that Xue Qinghe, who was still inside the Reception Hall, heard it.

"That's strange, Chief Meng. Why would there be a child's voice in our Heaven Dou Royal Academy?"

Meng Shenji was also puzzled. "This old man doesn't know either. Don't worry, Your Highness. I'll go take a look later."

Xue Qinghe nodded and said nothing more.

Still, he felt that the voice sounded somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

Meanwhile, Ling Han continued teaching Light Feather Douluo a lesson.

His palm fell like raindrops, making Light Feather Douluo's rear bloom.

Light Feather Douluo was suffering miserably.

How many years had it been? How many years since anyone had dared treat him like this?

He was a dignified Super Douluo and the Fifth Enshrined Elder of the Spirit Hall, yet a young man was actually disciplining him like a child.

If this reached the Worship Hall, how would he face the other enshrined elders?

Seeing that he had been beaten enough, Ling Han stopped and lowered Light Feather Douluo to the ground.

Light Feather Douluo stood there, rubbing his aching rear and glaring furiously at Ling Han.

"What are you looking at? Was Big Brother's lesson not enough?"

Ling Han smiled and raised his hand again.

Light Feather Douluo's expression changed. He instinctively backed away several steps and covered his rear.

"You—you just wait!"

With that, Light Feather Douluo disappeared from the spot.

Ling Han could not be bothered to chase him. He clapped his hands and turned to leave.