"Tell me, what's the deal with that little girl, Xiao Yi? That strength, that Soul Ring Configuration, those Soul Power reserves-she's a bit much, isn't she?" Long Zhenrang could not help asking Chen Cong.
"Well, Heaven has blessed our Chen Clan. Would you believe me if I said we picked Xiao Yi up?" Naturally, Chen Cong could not reveal Xiao Yi's origins.
"Heh, you picked up someone with a Martial Soul at the very pinnacle? What a load of fucking bullshit!" Long Zhenrang rolled his eyes.
"Believe it or not, that's up to you. But you felt it during that little probe just now, didn't you?" Chen Cong's expression grew grave.
"Yes. That attendant's Soul Power was indeed at the Title Douluo level. He's stronger than I am, and his Soul Power carries the scent of the deep sea. Your information was accurate." Long Zhenrang grew serious as well.
"With tensions running high both inside and outside the city, and the Sea Folk appearing, you should keep a closer eye on a Title Douluo-level expert arriving at a time like this," Chen Cong cautioned.
"I know that without you telling me. But do you think we should inform the military and the city lord's residence?" Long Zhenrang raised an eyebrow and spoke in a low voice.
"What do you think? He's probably just a Dao Protector. If he intended to do anything, he wouldn't have brought that young female Soul Master along. Nine times out of ten, it's a coincidence. The child is out gaining experience, so they might stay at the Great Soul Arena for a while. I'm only telling you so you know what's going on." Chen Cong tilted his head and looked at him.
"True. Merchants like us are better off keeping our hands out of government