One cold, merciless stroke of the sword left Yu Tianheng dead, his eyes still open in grievance.
"You... just killed him!"
Qin Ming spoke in disbelief.
"I know you have two Titled Douluos protecting you, but a sneak attack from another Titled Douluo can still be deadly!"
"Two don't seem like enough. You were far too rash!" Qin Ming looked worried.
"You don't think those two are the only people protecting me in secret, do you?" Chen Jue laughed arrogantly.
"To tell you the truth, they're the weakest of my protectors!"
"I appreciate your concern, but if he dares come, I'll wipe out the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
Everyone sucked in a cold breath at those words.
Those two Titled Douluos were the weakest?
Everyone knew Titled Douluos were figures supported and honored by the empire. Their rarity spoke for itself.
Who would have thought even stronger figures were lurking in the shadows?
Which sect's scion was he?
At present, not even the Upper Three Sects had so many Titled Douluos.
Could he be from some ancient, secluded sect?
Only Dugu Bo knew they came from Spirit Hall.
He also knew that Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo was immensely proud.
Yet Chen Jue dared call his protectors the weakest to their faces, and neither dared offer the slightest objection.
On top of that, they respectfully addressed him as young master.
Could it be...
Was he Spirit Hall's future successor?
At that thought, he wanted to slap himself.
He had even considered killing Chen Jue earlier. How was that any different from courting death?
Chen Jue ignored their shocked expressions and spoke with breezy composure.
"It's getting late. I should get going!"
Then he smiled warmly at Ye Lingling, looking like a completely different person from before.
"Give what I said some