Su Ling and his companions were left baffled by the Soul Douluo's antics.
Do we look like those criminals to you?
Su Ling casually pointed in a direction. "They seemed to have run that way."
Everyone looked in the direction Su Ling pointed, and the words "Public Restroom" appeared before their eyes.
Uh, at least tell a better lie. You're making me look really bad, you know?
"Those villains are truly despicable! They actually hid in the restroom!"
The Soul Douluo rubbed his fists and flexed his hands, as though he really intended to charge inside and teach them a lesson.
"It's too dangerous here. Go hide somewhere and let me go in and teach them a proper lesson."
"Oh, okay."
The Soul Douluo charged into the restroom and checked the stalls one by one, as though he really meant to catch the criminals in there.
"Who the fuck didn't flush?"
"Who the fuck left this strawberry tower?"
"And whose Mandala Snake is this?"
"Damn, there's even corn porridge."
The Soul Douluo, who had only intended to put on an act, completely broke down. It seemed the restroom really needed cleaning up.
From now on, anyone in the Star Luo Imperial Palace who dared not flush would be fined. No! Executed on the spot.
Meanwhile, Dai Weisi and Dai Mubai arrived at the scene with a group of Soul Master guards.
The Soul Douluo simply gave up and squatted over a toilet. Those people outside were at least Titled Douluo-level experts. What would he go out there for?
Their imperial family's affairs were theirs to settle. Once they were all dead, he would still be the next empire's guardian elder.
The empire belonged to the Dai Family, but his life was his own.
"Who are you? How dare you cause