In Tianshi City, in the northern Three Rivers Basin, an elderly man with graying temples stood beside an utterly unremarkable middle-aged man atop a towering building, their robes fluttering in the wind.
They were the deputy master of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion-Time-Space Douluo Shi Shouyu-and the deputy master of the Heaven-Knowing Tower-Thousand-Faced Douluo Zhou Yingdong.
Shi Shouyu parted his lips, his voice carrying a leisurely air. "The Chen Clan's banquet should be bustling by now, shouldn't it? Have you sent anyone to observe?"
Zhou Yingdong smiled faintly, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. "Of course. My son is handling it personally."
Shi Shouyu frowned slightly and stroked his beard. "Your family's Eight-Sided Exquisite martial soul is indeed marvelous, but against a Titled Douluo, I'm afraid it might not work so well. After all, quite a few Titled Douluos have gathered there now."
Zhou Yingdong, however, seemed entirely confident. "With my son's strength as a Soul Douluo, combined with his Head Soul Bone, he can disguise his appearance even before a Titled Douluo. As long as they don't activate perception-type soul skills, they absolutely won't discover him."
"Besides, guests have flocked to the Chen Clan's banquet today. There are several hundred people present. He'll be fine mingling among them."
He paused, then added, "Even if we take ten thousand steps back and assume they recognize him, they'll still show us some consideration."
"After all, we're only there to join in the festivities. We haven't done anything improper, so they won't readily make things difficult for him."
After hearing this, Shi Shouyu nodded slightly. "Since he's your son, you must know what you're doing."
"Besides, we've just made a deal with the Chen Clan. They won't turn against us lightly."
Changing the subject, Zhou Yingdong brought up the Heavenly Prodigy