“Father…
I…
I…”
Qian Daoliu was at a loss for words, his old face flushing red, nearly spitting out a mouthful of blood.
This was Qian Daoliu, over a hundred years old, High Priest of Spirit Hall, one of the three super Douluos, the invincible Angel Douluo of the sky!
To think such a day would come where he was pointed at and scolded as a junior—who would believe it if word got out?
Most importantly, the person scolding him was his own father.
He didn’t even dare to fart in response; where could he go to seek justice?
“Yes, yes, yes!
Senior Wushuang’s lecture is spot on!”
Just as Qian Daoliu was so frustrated he nearly exploded on the spot, Gold Crocodile Douluo smiled like a blooming old chrysanthemum, dealing the final blow!
“Big brother, this is where you’re wrong.
In front of Senior Wushuang, aren’t we just juniors?”
“As the saying goes, when elders are present, everything follows their lead.
Senior Wushuang’s words are the law!”
Gold Crocodile Douluo didn’t just speak; he didn’t forget to turn back and wink frantically at the other Elders.
“Exactly, exactly.
Second brother has a point!” The other Elders chimed in one after another, their faces full of gossip.
“Pfft—”
Qian Renheng, hiding in Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang’s arms, watched the Elders act like veteran actors and finally couldn’t hold it in, bursting into laughter.
“Brother, hold it in, hold your laughter!” Beside him, Qian Renxue spoke anxiously as she watched her brother laugh.
They had Great-Grandfather protecting them now, but when Great-Grandfather wasn’t around, wouldn’t Grandpa settle the score later?
At that time, not only would her brother be in trouble, but she would be dragged down too.
Thinking of this, Qian Renxue felt a bit distressed.
Her brother really wasn’t afraid of making things worse.
“What’s there to fear?” Qian Renheng had an indifferent look, whispering, “Xiao Xue, watch my performance.
Don’t be afraid when dealing with the old man!”
Saying that, he poked his head out and made an extremely arrogant and punchable face at Qian Daoliu.
“Blehh~”
That expression seemed to be provocatively saying, “Hit me, why don’t you hit me?
Come over and hit me!”
Qian Renxue covered her eyes; the sight was too much to behold.
She was afraid her grandfather would remember her because of this too.
Little Xue was quite honest and quiet, but this boy, Xiao Heng, was simply beyond words—it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him a natural-born little demon.
Seeing Qian Renheng poking his head out and provoking him so brazenly, Qian Daoliu’s teeth itched with rage.
He was right in front of him, yet he was in his father’s arms.
No matter how angry he was, he didn’t dare move.
He understood now.
Because he had initially treated his father as an evil spirit and led his brothers to gang up on his old man, these old guys were feeling very guilty.
If Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang turned around to settle the score and beat him up to vent his anger…
These six disloyal fellows would probably pull an unfair fight or, even worse, set up a stool nearby to clap and cheer.
And then there were Xiao Heng and Qian Renxue.
Xiao Xue was fine, but Xiao Heng was simply outrageous.
Did he really think that with his father there, he wouldn’t find an opportunity?
Isolated and without help, the family was full of double agents, plus one little demon.
“Alright, Qian Daoliu…” Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang said irritably, “Why get angry with a child?”
Hmm?
Qian Daoliu was slightly stunned.
Father, you’re being a bit double-standard.
If I had been like this back then, you probably would have beaten the crap out of me!
Looking at the resentful Qian Daoliu, Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang felt amused for no reason.
“Let’s go, follow this old man back into the hall.”
“It’s quite cold out here; I wouldn’t want my two dear great-grandchildren to freeze…”
After saying that, Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang carried the two jade-carved little children and walked into the hall with his head held high and a powerful stride.
Qian Daoliu, Gold Crocodile Douluo, and the others looked at each other.
Then, Qian Daoliu could only let out a frustrated cold snort, flicked his sleeves, and followed dejectedly behind Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang.
“Hahahaha—”
Seeing their usually high-and-mighty, authoritative big brother suffer a setback today, Gold Crocodile Douluo and the others burst into laughter.
Who would have thought, who would have thought?
You, Qian Daoliu, this super Douluo, would have such a day?!
Being lectured there without daring to say a word—someone who didn’t know better would think he was some aggrieved little daughter-in-law.
Walking at the very back, Qian Xunji looked at this large group of people and their abstract behavior, shaking his head helplessly.
He didn’t expect his father to have this side, nor did he expect Uncle Gold Crocodile to be so fawning.
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He even took a heavy slap from his own father.
Being the Supreme Pontiff…
was frustrating!
The matter here came to an end with everyone talking and laughing, but the sensation it caused was far from over.
With so many people in Spirit City and such a major event occurring, people weren’t blind.
Who knows how many spies from other forces began to send out messages.
The news spread at an alarming speed, centered on Spirit City and quickly diffusing outward.
No one would have imagined that a transcendent power like the flourishing Spirit Hall…
Would be heavily invaded tonight by a mysterious super-expert, and it happened right in the lifeblood of Spirit Hall—within Spirit City!
Upon learning of this, the happiest were naturally the Upper Three Sects, who stood together against Spirit Hall.
They were naturally pleased to see Spirit Hall suffer a setback.
Next were the Two Great Empires.
Spirit Hall was too powerful, with branch halls everywhere.
So powerful that they were even trembling with fear.
Hearing that Spirit Hall had been invaded, they felt like celebrating nationwide!
As for those Spirit Masters who regarded Spirit Hall as a holy land, hearing this news made them want to skin the invader alive to vent their anger!
The news spread quickly, but no one knew who the person who invaded Spirit Hall actually was.
Where did he come from?
What was his realm?
What grudge did he have with Spirit Hall?
Could he be recruited by their forces?
If Qian Daoliu knew what these people were thinking, he would definitely sneer, “Recruit?
Have you ever seen an ancestor defect to the enemy?”
No matter how much they pried for information, they wouldn’t get any useful news.
As the hidden foundation of Spirit Hall, Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang would definitely not be exposed in the short term.
Besides, if Great-Grandfather Qian Wushuang were exposed now, the reaction would be even greater.
That was the ultimate secret of rising from the dead!
At that time, Spirit Hall would become the target of everyone.
No force would be willing to see…
A more powerful Spirit Hall, especially one with several Titled Douluos, emerge!
By then, the stable pattern of the entire continent would completely collapse, and the Two Great Empires might even unite against the external threat!