Bai Chenxiang appeared; Tang Hao and Tang San returned to Spirit Hall

The elderly man in white beside him chuckled.

He could tell that Yang Wudi in a bad mood.

But the Breaking Clan had indeed sponsored him quite a bit over the years, so he couldn't be bothered to get angry with his old friend. He simply retorted, "Are you out of your mind, old goat?"

"You're unhappy that the Spirit Hall has made a fool of itself?"

Yang Wudi spoke calmly.

"Happy."

"I wish their entire family would be wiped out today."

"What I regret is that I wasn't the one who embarrassed the Spirit Hall."

"Of course, if the entire Clear Sky Sect were to die here today, then I would have nothing to say. I would be so happy that I would donate all the family's possessions to charity and praise Heaven for having eyes."

Bai He remained silent as he listened to Yang Wudi's sarcastic remarks.

He proudly raised his head.

Another slender figure landed beside them. The figure was fairly attractive, with a touch of untamed naivety on her face, and her eyes still held the arrogance of the Speed Clan.

"Hello, Grandpa Yang."

Yang Wudi nodded slightly upon seeing the figure, his expression softening somewhat.

He knew some of the details about the Speed Clan.

After all, the Speed Clan has been sponsoring them for so many years.

This is Bai He's granddaughter Bai Chenxiang.

He and Bai He were good friends for many years, and it was perfectly acceptable for him to make sarcastic remarks to his old friend when he was in a bad mood. However, he still suppressed his anger when dealing with the younger generation.

Bai Chenxiang, not understanding why, simply leaned out and opened his mouth towards the Bai He.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Yang."

"I saw the Royal Dou Fighters enter the city on my way here."

"But how come only four people dared to come to the Spirit Hall?"

"Aren't they afraid of the Spirit Hall taking action?"

Yang Wudi glanced sideways.

"Two disciples, plus that exceptionally talented little fellow, who else is there?"

Bai Chenxiang had never met Dugu Bo, only describing him as. "A Soul Master who looks relatively young, with dark green hair, a somewhat sinister smile, and eyes that narrow like snake pupils. Hmm... he also has a medicinal smell similar to Grandpa Yang's."

Yang Wudi chuckled.

"Dugu Bo?"

"That guy hasn't poisoned himself to death yet?"

"He poisoned himself until he became Titled Douluo; this guy is truly one of the miracles of the continent."

Bai He continued, "That little fellow dared to bring One Titled Douluo to Spirit City; he certainly has some guts. But I heard that Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect offended the Pope by speaking up for him before, so why is it that not a single member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School is here this time?"

Yang Wudi sneered.

"What's so strange about that?"

"Those major sects abandoned us so easily; what kind of credibility do they have?"

"Speaking up for him before was for his own benefit, and not coming now is also for his own benefit."

"Have we seen this kind of thing enough?"

The Bai He smiled but remained silent.

Bai Chenxiang, listening nearby, was terrified.

Two Soul Douluo powerhouses spoke ill of Titled Douluo and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as if no one else was around. And this was on the Spirit Hall's territory, yet they dared to grumble even about the Spirit Hall.

This isn't like Grandpa at all!

That's a bit too ostentatious!

On the other side.

Lu Ning and his companions' carriage entered the city under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The crowd looked on expectantly, while the Spirit Hall followers cast hateful glances at them. Dugu Bo paid no attention; if those looks could kill, they would have been dead a hundred times over.

"You brat, I only have one poison pill left."

"At best, it'll just intimidate Gui Mei."

"That Yue Guan is no good. If you just let them go back like that, what if he pulls another trick? Gui Mei might not be able to stop him."

Dugu Bo spoke up, but Lu Ning said casually, "Yue Guan is a smart man. If Gui Mei is going to die, he won't fare any better. Besides, even the loyal Gui Mei has betrayed him. Who do you think would believe him if he stayed in the Spirit Hall claiming to be loyal?"

Ning Rongrong looked at Lu Ning, who was resting his head on her lap, and made a 'tsk tsk' sound.

"You're becoming more and more like a businessman."

"He's truly inherited Dean Flender's skills!"

"Tell me your plan. You don't mean you've hidden a bunch of Titled Douluo here, do you? Are we going to have a fight today?"

Lu Ning yawned.

"Secret."

Whether or not a fight breaks out is not up to me.

"It depends on... what our esteemed His Holiness the Pope chooses."

Zhu Zhuqing, holding onto the edge of the carriage, suddenly spoke up, "Tang San."

She remained mostly silent throughout the journey, focusing only on the scenery. When a figure appeared in the crowd, she immediately recognized the person and promptly spoke up to remind Lu Ning.

Originally, all three shared the same idea.

Tang San will not be here.

No matter how you look at it, Tang San shouldn't be here.

After all, the Spirit Hall and Tang Hao already had a grudge.

Moreover, in Tang Hao's memory...

"Chrysanthemum Douluo" had met Tang San before. Although he spared Tang San's life, there was no way his identity could remain hidden. Tang Hao shouldn't have brought Tang San to the Spirit Hall.

Furthermore...

To embarrass the Spirit Hall.

This also aligns with Tang Hao's interests.

From any perspective, Tang San should not be here.

"They've really come?"

Lu Ning looked out the window.

Among the crowd were two figures draped in oil-stained cloaks. Tang San 'Tang San figure was mostly obscured, and it would be difficult for anyone who was not extremely familiar with him to recognize his true appearance. The one beside him was even more unrecognizable.

This is clearly Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo is famous throughout the continent.

Compared to before.

Tang Hao became even more dejected and frustrated.

He did indeed train Tang San quite well, but... Ah Yin is lost!

Ah Yin and Tang San were his only two hopes for survival.

Now, only Tang San is left!

"The Xiao San."

You are not allowed to play today.

Tang Hao suddenly spoke to Tang San.

Tang San nodded slightly.

He understood why his father had come today.

Taking advantage of the chaos at the Spirit Hall, he captured Yue Guan and retrieved their important belongings. He already knew what the two lost items were; he had initially thought they were just ordinary things.

But unexpectedly...

What "Yue Guan" took away that day was actually his mother and the Soul Bone she left behind!

This is the deepest hatred one can feel for losing their mother!

This is no longer just simple bullying!

suddenly.

Tang San suddenly lifted the cloak he used to cover his face and looked sharply at the figure that flashed past the car window. Although Lu Ning's face was mostly blocked, he still caught a glimpse of another figure inside.

That figure made his heart clench.

"Father!"

Tang San exclaimed in surprise.

Tang Hao frowned as he looked at his son, who had suddenly lost his usual composure. Tang San, however, didn't have time to explain and simply asked, "Father! Could you describe what that Chrysanthemum Douluo looks like?"

Tang Hao was puzzled, but still spoke up, "Just as you said before."

"Yue Guan speaks with a slightly effeminate tone, which is actually quite effeminate. He likes to pick flowers... He wears golden armor or golden clothing and doesn't look very old; he's not Titled Douluo who only reached his zenith at a very advanced age."

"The Martial Soul is a chrysanthemum, Soul Power used when attacking is usually golden or brilliant gold."

Tang San's face showed terror, as if he had suddenly remembered a ghost story.

"I have seen it."

"But the one I saw didn't seem to be the Chrysanthemum Douluo you described."

"The one I saw used a hint of dark green Soul Power when he attacked. More importantly, Lu Ning came today to embarrass you, Master, and offend the Spirit Hall."

"But that Chrysanthemum Douluo..."

Why are you sitting in Lu Ning's car right now?!

Tang San suddenly remembered the many loopholes from that day.

The "Chrysanthemum Douluo" persona was already riddled with flaws from the moment he made his claim!

Neither I nor my father noticed.

Looking back now...

It's very likely that Chrysanthemum Douluo is a fake!

It was the one sitting in Lu Ning's carriage in disguise!!