. Inside the small teahouse,
a few figures sat in twos and threes.
Ye Qiu was activating his Sharingan, looking in the direction of Tang San and the others.
The tall old man sitting opposite him
was none other than Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"Boy, can you really see clearly sitting here?"
Bone Douluo followed Ye Qiu's gaze; right across from them was clearly a brothel.
"Hoo~"
Ye Qiu exhaled a breath of turbid air, calming the slight agitation within him.
The business across the street was indeed quite good
. His eye twitched.
After adjusting himself, Ye Qiu replied,
"Senior Bone, don't worry, I can see clearly. Tang San and his group have already entered that brothel."
"That's good. Then continue monitoring."
Bone Douluo nodded.
"Uh, I... I'll rest for a while."
Ye Qiu looked embarrassed and let out a few dry laughs.
"Hey, you kid."
Bone Douluo chuckled twice.
He understood that Ye Qiu was young and impetuous.
He didn't urge him any further.
...
At this moment.
Tang San and the others had already entered the private room where Xue Beng was.
Hun Feng and Mo Wuchang sat on either side of Xue Beng. As soon as
the door opened,
Xue Beng, who was sitting in the middle seat, immediately stood up to greet them.
He smiled and laughed heartily.
"Haha, everyone, Xue Beng greets you all. Please come in, please come in!"
"Your Highness's banquet is truly an honor for us."
Flander pushed Yu Xiaogang, his smile carrying a hint of pleasure and sarcasm.
"It's nothing. This is mainly to apologize to everyone. After the meal, I will definitely arrange for you all to teach at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy!"
Xue Beng dared not put on airs at this moment, lest he ruin the Evil Blood Douluo's plans.
He smiled obsequiously at Flander and the others.
Hearing Xue Beng's words, Yu Xiaogang's eyes flickered, and he had already begun to imagine himself as the leader of the Royal Fighting Team, leading them to victory.
"Hmph! Last time you were calling someone a dead eunuch, and now you're bringing us here." Dai Mubai's eyes, now somewhat narrowed, squinted as he looked Xue Beng up and down.
Xue Beng trembled.
Unable to withstand his gaze, he quickly lied and forced a smile, saying,
"I was very rude last time, please don't hold it against me, I'll clear up these misunderstandings today."
"Haha."
Dai Mubai chuckled in a somewhat rough voice.
Misunderstanding?
Tang San's eyes flashed. Could there be some hidden story behind what happened last time?
Xue Beng bowed slightly again, inviting them to sit down and talk. "Alright everyone, let's sit down and chat."
"Yes, Flander, let's go in."
Yu Xiaogang nodded.
He was already impatient!
At Blue Tyrant Academy, he was completely idle, with no chance to showcase his talents!
"Mubai, Wuji, let's go in."
Flander nodded.
He took the lead,
walking into the private room with his head held high.
He looked up and met Mo Wuchang's gaze.
His body trembled instantly.
The image of Mo Wuchang's jet-black longsword and murderous aura flashed through his mind.
Yu Xiaogang was even more terrified.
Pushed by Flander, he faced Mo Wuchang directly.
He gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly, sweat beading on his forehead.
Mo Wuchang smiled contemptuously inwardly.
However, outwardly, he raised his cup in a gesture of goodwill.
"Gentlemen, please take your seats as soon as possible."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Although it was an apology from the other party.
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But with Mo Wuchang already seated here, Flander couldn't take it seriously. He
still needed to show due respect.
Beside him was Hun Feng, whose gaze lingered on Yu Xiaogang for a few moments.
He knew.
Yu Xiaogang was the wiser member of the so-called Golden Iron Triangle,
and the son of that old dragon from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
He'd heard their Martial Soul Fusion Technique was the Holy Light Dragon, but because Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul was dominant, their
attack methods were limited to his usual three-pronged attack.
Hun Feng adjusted his glasses, the lenses reflecting a faint light, a slight smile playing on his lips.
He already had a plan to get closer to Yu Xiaogang.
After everyone was seated,
Xue Beng immediately began to liven up the atmosphere.
He stood up, raised his wine glass.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Xue Beng sincerely apologizes for what happened last time! It was not my intention to drive you away."
"As the Fourth Prince, I am constantly feared by my elder brother, the Crown Prince, and I was forced to pretend to be a spoiled brat for over ten years!"
"I'm sorry, everyone.
"
Xue Beng glanced around, then tilted his head back and drank the wine.
Tang San and the others understood.
They could understand this kind of behavior given the ruthless competition for power within the royal family…
Mo Wuchang was also seated,
raising his cup in a gesture of respect.
"Please forgive me for what happened last time."
Flander and Zhao Wuji exchanged glances. Since a Title Douluo had spoken, how could they refuse!
"Haha, Your Majesty, Your Highness, you are too kind. We were also at fault back then; our students were a bit unruly,"
Flander quickly said with a smile.
"We can say that we became friends through a fight. Please don't be shy; all expenses today will be on me!"
Amidst the clinking of glasses and several rounds of drinks,
just as Yu Xiaogang was about to lose his temper, Xue Beng
finally brought up the matter he had been longing for.
"Teachers, I sincerely invite you to return to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to teach. What do you all think?"
Yu Xiaogang and Flander exchanged glances.
Ignoring Flander's hesitation, he immediately exclaimed with delight, "Of course, no problem! It would be our honor to teach at the Royal Academy!"
"Xiao Gang...and Erlong's place?"
Flander hesitated, realizing it wouldn't be appropriate to leave without first informing Liu Erlong.
"Hmph! Flander, even if you don't think of yourself, you should think of the children! The Soul Master Competition...that's their stage!"
Yu Xiaogang just wanted to finalize the matter as quickly as possible to avoid any unforeseen complications.
Flander sighed softly and said nothing more.
"Alright! We'll discuss these matters further after dinner."
Xue Beng smiled.
It seemed they weren't as principled as he'd imagined.
His gaze settled on Tang San.
Next, he should take Tang San to His Majesty the Evil Blood.
"By the way, I wonder which of the talented individuals present is the son of His Majesty Haotian?"
"Your Highness, I am Tang San!"
Tang San stood up and bowed slightly.
"The son of His Majesty Haotian is indeed a handsome man."
Tang San didn't take Xue Beng's praise seriously; he still remembered Xue Beng's insults that night
.
He immediately asked the question he cared about most.
"Does Your Highness know anything about my father?"
Hun Feng and Xue Beng exchanged a glance. They had thought it would take some effort, but things went surprisingly smoothly.
Hun Feng stood up
and said with a smile,
"Actually, His Majesty Haotian is right here in this restaurant."
"What?!"
Not only Tang San,
but Yu Xiaogang and the others were also shocked.
...