"Your Majesty, I..."
Cheng Gang's face burned with shame, and he withdrew all his vast Titled Douluo Soul Power into his body.
"Do you still recognize me as the ruler of Star Luo?!" Xu Jiawei demanded furiously.
"Why don't you two save your arguing until you get back? Your Majesty, I'm curious-is there any safety to speak of in the Star Luo Empire's hotels? The moment this Guardian Douluo saw me, he started shouting that I was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human form and wanted to seize my Soul Ring and Soul Bone. So if I possessed some other priceless treasure and briefly revealed it in the arena, would someone come knocking to demand that too?"
Xu Cheng stood on the shattered, debris-strewn floor and spoke with a bright smile.
Those words immediately gave Xu Jiawei a headache.
As one of the Three Kingdoms of the Original Continent with a long and storied history, his Star Luo Imperial Family had a reputation to uphold. Especially during the Tournament, with who knew how many teams watching this scene-and all of them represented the continent's strongest powers...
"What a shame. If I had them, perhaps I'd give them to this Titled Douluo. Unfortunately, I don't. Surely you can't expect me to conjure a set out of thin air." Xu Cheng spread his hands innocently.
After hearing this exchange,
the spectators gathered at the hotel windows to enjoy the spectacle could more or less fill in the gaps.
Looking at Cheng Gang with his head drooping and the Star Luo Emperor with his expression unruffled, they could not help feeling a flicker of disbelief. Seeing a treasure and immediately coming to rob its owner-just how shameless could someone be?
At any time other than during the Tournament, even if he seized something