Qian Jun, Jiang Mo?
Two Consecrated Douluos from Spirit Hall?
Yu Tianheng, dangling from Qin Xiao's grip, was utterly stunned.
As a direct-line disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he knew the broad outlines of Spirit Hall's hierarchy.
The Elder Hall, the Supreme Pontiff Hall, the Worship Hall, and so on.
But according to his grandfather, Spirit Hall's Consecrated Douluos were like divine dragons whose heads appeared while their tails remained unseen. He had never expected two to appear at once today.
Could these two be impostors?
Yu Tianheng doubted anyone was that tired of living.
But what did they want with Qin Xiao?
A possibility occurred to Yu Tianheng. Could Qin Xiao have offended Spirit Hall? Had Spirit Hall sent its powerful experts to arrest him?
The more Yu Tianheng thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
"I never imagined Spirit Hall thought so highly of me. You actually sent two Consecrated Douluos to meet me."
Qin Xiao spoke then, chuckling before he asked, "Well? What do you want with me?"
"What an arrogant brat."
Demon Subduing Douluo snorted, but before he could say anything else, Qian Jun Douluo stopped him.
"Please don't misunderstand, young friend. We came to discuss a few matters with you. Or, if you're willing, you could accompany us to Spirit Hall as our guest."
With a faint smile, Qian Jun Douluo addressed Qin Xiao amiably.
So they're trying to recruit me? Qin Xiao's thoughts stirred, and he roughly guessed why they had come.
Normally, he would not have minded going back and forth with these two Consecrated Douluos, but he had no time now.
He was in a hurry to demand an explanation from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
"If you have something to say, say it here. I have