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Chen Xiaojun shifted to another topic. "This time, His Excellency Tong Yangyuan and the other big shots wiped out the Blood Desire Cult's base, but they still couldn't finish off that Evil Soul Master leader. They only dealt with a monster."
The corner of Chen Zhang's mouth twitched slightly on his pale but not ashen face. "Haven't I told you? A Titled Douluo isn't that easy to kill, especially a tough customer at level 95 with second-tier blood attribute soul power."
He looked at Chen Xiaojun and continued with a hint of exasperation. "Honestly, you're getting a little full of yourself, kid. Do you think Titled Douluo aren't anything special? Just because you keep running into them whenever you go out these past few years, you think they're easy to deal with?"
Chen Xiaojun's shoulders sagged slightly, and he instinctively muttered under his breath, "Aren't they?"
Perhaps it was the influence of his previous life, or perhaps he really had seen too many Titled Douluo. They no longer carried the same weight for him as they did for the people of this world, and he felt little awe toward them.
Perhaps it was because he could reach the rank of Titled Douluo himself. Talking with Chen Zhang felt so comfortable that he had let himself relax a little too much.
At that, Chen Zhang gave a brief, disapproving grunt. "Hmph."
Chen Xiaojun immediately caught himself and hurriedly waved his hands in explanation. "No, Second Uncle, that's not what I meant."
Chen Zhang raised an eyebrow and put on a stern expression. "That way of thinking is far too dangerous! If you really run into one, you'll pay for it!"
"Don't think that just because you, Xiao Yi, and