With the sea soul beasts gone, the generals and soldiers defending Vast Sea City all breathed a sigh of relief.
It had been nothing but a scare!
They had thought the sea soul beasts massing at their gates spelled utter disaster, yet the beasts had shown remarkable restraint. Then came the battle between Qian Daoliu and Ren Woxing, but all it destroyed was a platform out at sea. All told, Vast Sea City had suffered virtually no losses.
Amid the chaos, Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue had also vanished, along with several flying soul masters.
That was good news, too. During the earlier battle at the city lord's residence, everyone had witnessed this Titled Douluo's peerless might. They could hardly wait to see that mighty figure off.
What they did not know was that Qian Daoliu had fallen into an unprecedented state of weakness. He lay flat inside a carriage, without even the strength to move a finger.
"Head straight south. No stops along the way. Return to Xilu City first, then rest and regroup!"
Dressed in men's clothing, Qian Renxue wore a solemn expression as she coldly issued orders to those outside.
They had arrived in high spirits, only to return with their wings clipped. This affair had been full of twists and turns, with far too many surprises. In the end, even Qian Daoliu had fallen.
"Until you become a god, remember never to fight him!"
Qian Daoliu paid no attention to anything outside, nor did he spare a thought for his own safety. But he constantly watched Qian Renxue's condition, afraid she might lose control and do something else to worry him.
"But he clearly wasn't your match, Grandpa. How did things turn out like this?"
Turning back to him, Qian Renxue became that willful, spoiled young