Li Yusong knew what to do

"Liu Hao, twelve years old, level 99 Limit Douluo."

"Wh... what!"

Even after hearing Liu Hao's age and level, the old man could not help jumping in shock.

"Hmm? What? Didn't hear me?" Liu Hao tilted his head and glanced at the old man.

"N-no, Your Eminence. I'm just a little overwhelmed. I'll register you right away." With an awkward smile, the old man hurriedly took out a pen and scribbled away.

"Your Eminence, your registration is complete. You may go in." The old man's face was wreathed in a fawning smile.

"That fast? Aren't you going to feel my bones to confirm my bone age?" Liu Hao asked with a frown.

"Surely you jest, Your Eminence. Someone of your stature hardly needs their bone age checked."

"Check mine," Liu Hao said in a tone that brooked no argument.

What a joke. If his bone age went unchecked, wouldn't being twelve years old go to waste?

"Yes, Your Eminence. I'll check it right away."

Helpless, the old man could only comply. He placed his hand on Liu Hao's wrist and carefully examined it.

Hiss-

The longer the old man felt his bones, the more alarmed he became, until he could not help drawing in a sharp breath.

"He really is only just over twelve. This is unbelievable."

He deliberately amplified his voice with soul power, carrying it across the entire gathering.

Everyone present was dumbstruck.

Especially Ning Rongrong. With two Titled Douluo grandfathers, she understood better than anyone just how rare and powerful Titled Douluo were.

Yet the boy before her had reached the rank of Titled Douluo at twelve. The only thing she found somewhat hard to believe was his claim to be a level 99 Limit Douluo.

But even an ordinary Titled Douluo would have been terrifying enough.

After all, he possessed a soul ring configuration that shattered convention, starting with Thousand-Year Soul Rings and even including four Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings.

If they could bring a powerhouse like him into their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it would be an enormous boon for the sect.

Unfortunately, she still knew nothing about his origins or background. She could only observe him for a while before deciding whether to approach him, or even develop a closer relationship.

Seeing that the old man had deliberately used soul power to carry his voice across the gathering, Liu Hao gave him an approving look.

"Not bad. What's your name?"

Delighted, the old man knew his little maneuver had successfully won Liu Hao's favor. He hurriedly replied, "Your Eminence, my name is Li Yusong, a level 63 Power Attack System Battle Soul Emperor."

"Mm, not bad. I'll remember you."

"Thank you for your praise, Your Eminence." Li Yusong broke into a radiant, heartfelt smile, dispelling the gloom of having displeased a Titled Douluo earlier.

"Oh, register my disciple for enrollment too. But there's no need to check her bones," Liu Hao instructed Li Yusong.

"Of course, Your Eminence."

While Li Yusong registered Zhu Zhuqing's information, Liu Hao turned to look at Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Ever since Liu Hao had revealed his strength, the two of them had turned into statues, standing as though petrified, neither moving nor speaking.

Tang San's feelings were complicated. He was frightened at the thought that he might have offended a Titled Douluo, and stunned by Liu Hao's soul ring configuration, which overturned the Grandmaster's theories, as well as the gulf between their strength despite being the same age.

He also worried that the Titled Douluo had taken a fancy to Xiao Wu and might snatch her away, making him lose a loved one again.

In short, Tang San was panicking, even wavering over whether to take Xiao Wu and run right away.

Xiao Wu's emotions were much simpler: only fear and despair.

She had originally thought Liu Hao was pleasant to listen to and an amusing person. Now that she thought about it, he had probably seen through her identity as a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.

His four red soul rings alone showed that he was an old hand at hunting hundred-thousand-year soul beasts.

Could she possibly escape? Not a chance.

Xiao Wu felt that her life was nearing its end.

She would never be able to avenge her mother.

She could only curse her terrible luck, running into a Titled Douluo even in a little place near Suotuo City.

Just then, both of them noticed Liu Hao looking their way.

They shuddered at the same time and took a step back together.

"Tang San, Xiao Wu, come over and register. Don't waste time waiting in line." Liu Hao beckoned to them.

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing the panic in the other's eyes.

But both had enough sense not to dare run. They obediently left the line and approached him.

With their emotions in turmoil and their minds sluggish, they did not even notice that Liu Hao had called them by name.

"Oh, and Ning Rongrong, you don't need to wait in line either. Come register with them," Liu Hao added.

Ning Rongrong was startled. After all, she had never provoked Liu Hao and felt more reverence toward him than anything else. Her mind was still functioning normally, and she retained her reason.

Thus, as soon as she heard Liu Hao call her name, she noticed something was amiss.

This was her first time meeting Liu Hao, and she had not introduced herself.

How, then, did Liu Hao know her name?

Despite her doubts, she did not hesitate and walked straight toward the registration desk.

After all, as far as she could see, he harbored no ill intent, so there was no real problem.

Besides, since he recognized her, he should know she had two Titled Douluo grandfathers.

Since he meant her no harm, perhaps he knew her two grandfathers?

When Ning Rongrong approached, Liu Hao's eyes lit up.

As expected of a young heiress raised by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Her luxurious clothes and accessories shimmered with light and looked costly at a glance.

Her skin was luminous white jade, so delicate a breath might break it, and her flawless face was sweet and captivating.

Her lively, beautiful eyes sparkled with every glance. Her exquisite features made it impossible to look away, while her petite figure stirred affection. She looked like an incredibly finely crafted doll.

Her steps were elegant and unhurried, each revealing an innate air of nobility.

Truly, her beauty rivaled peach and plum blossoms, and her bearing spoke of noble halls.

"System, get to work. Simplify the difficulty of winning Ning Rongrong over."

"Ding, the system has received the host's request. Simplifying the process of winning Ning Rongrong over..."

"One simplification opportunity consumed. Remaining opportunities: 50. Simplification complete. Methods of winning Ning Rongrong over, including possessing a specific personality, specific experiences, great wisdom, affection developing over time, altering memories, and so on, have been simplified to: conversation.

Whenever the host converses with Ning Rongrong, each exchange will increase her affection by 1 point. Maximum affection: 100. Ning Rongrong's current affection: 30."

"Rongrong pays her respects to Your Eminence."

Ning Rongrong dipped slightly, bowing to Liu Hao.

"No need to stand on ceremony. You can call me Liu Hao, or Brother Hao." Liu Hao waved a hand and smiled.

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she replied sweetly, "Of course, Brother Hao."

Clever as she was, how could she fail to recognize Liu Hao's attitude? He was clearly approachable, and there was a good chance of befriending him.

So Ning Rongrong immediately climbed the pole he had offered, doing exactly as Liu Hao wished.

Ning Rongrong's affection +5. Current affection: 35.

The people around them witnessed this blatant line-cutting, yet none dared utter a peep.

After all, the Titled Douluo's oppressive aura was still fresh in their minds.

Liu Hao had let the girls cut in simply because he could not be bothered to wait. He wanted to enter the academy with them, then get straight to raising their affection.

As for Tang San, Liu Hao did not particularly care.

Whatever he heard from others about how awful or hypocritical Tang San was, that was their version of Tang San and had nothing to do with him.

Besides, he was the one trying to steal Tang San's girl now.

When it came to being bad, the current Liu Hao might be worse than Tang San.

As long as Tang San behaved himself, he would not make things difficult for him. His guiding principle was to be reasonable.

"Little Rabbit, why do you look so pale? Scared?" Seeing that Xiao Wu's face had gone white, Liu Hao could not resist teasing her with a smile.