"Are they all dead?"
Qin Xiao looked at Dugu Bo and asked mildly.
Dugu Bo nodded. "Almost, perhaps, more or less..."
He offered no definite answer, only a vague one.
Something stirred in Qin Xiao's mind, and realization dawned. "So someone escaped?"
"Yes."
Dugu Bo nodded.
A trace of awkwardness flashed across his face.
Qin Xiao had asked him to help, yet he had left a flaw in the job. It was rather embarrassing.
"Actually, you can't really blame me. They scattered too widely, and the one who escaped had a very strange martial soul, with starlight protecting him..."
The Poison Douluo spread his hands helplessly. Then Qin Xiao saw him frown in thought.
"Protected by starlight... Why does that martial soul sound so familiar? Who was it again...?"
He muttered under his breath.
"The Star Crown Martial Soul. One of the most powerful clans in the Star Luo Empire."
Beside him, Qin Xiao supplied the reminder irritably.
"Right, right, right. The Star Crown."
Dugu Bo nodded repeatedly. "Who would have thought you'd pay attention to other people's martial souls, brat...?"
Qin Xiao, however, looked far from pleased.
There had been just one fish that big, yet this old rascal Dugu Bo had still let it slip away.
"Qin Xiao, there were so many of them. Surely letting one escape isn't a big deal."
Dugu Bo suddenly smiled mysteriously. "How about this? Stop being angry, and I'll tell you another secret."
"Just tell me. I'll hear it first."
Qin Xiao spoke mildly.
Dugu Bo looked around, then pointed at the dead Marshal. "That fellow was no ordinary man. He was the Star Luo Empire's Marshal, another big fish-even more important than the Star Crown Soul Master. He wasn't just a Soul Douluo, but a powerful minister of the Star Luo