He had just been lamenting the lack of an opportunity to disgust the White Tiger Duchess, and now someone had handed him a pillow just as he was getting sleepy.
This Death Messenger really was a good man-as far as he was concerned.
Still, he had certainly deserved to die.
So what if he was dead? He was merely Soul King trash, yet he had dared to hurt Ling Luochеn.
Had he been there, he would have torn the man into ten thousand pieces, not let him escape so easily.
But speaking of which, this Taotie Douluo really was useless. A mighty Level 98 Super Douluo had allowed a Soul King-level piece of trash to kill four Soul King-level students right before his eyes and leave all those Soul Emperors grievously injured.
The Level 8 Soul Guidance Defensive Shield he had given Ling Luochеn had actually been shattered completely. One could only imagine how many corpses had been piled around her at the time.
Without his Soul Tool Shield, he and Ling Luochеn would probably already have been separated by life and death.
Fortunately, he had needed to deploy military forces to the Western Group Army and happened to visit Ling Luochеn along the way. Otherwise, she really would have been in danger.
That damned Taotie Douluo.
If he ever got the chance, Huo Yuhao would let him taste what cruelty truly meant.
For now, however, his most pressing concern was dealing with this matter involving the White Tiger Duchess.
That beast was accustomed to throwing her weight around, and her lofty position in the Star Luo Empire meant there was little that could shake her.
If he could let the White Tiger Duchess savor the humiliation of a loved one before exterminating the White Tiger Duke's Mansion, would that