"That woman not only hit me—
she even wanted to keep me on Sea God Island as fertilizer!"
Qian Daoliu's old face was filled with righteous indignation, as though the entire world owed him an apology. His tone carried the pain of a man deeply wronged.
"Junior, you don't understand! That woman was impossible to reason with! Soft approach? No! Hard approach? No! No approach worked!"
"I spoke to her nicely! I told her how glorious Feng Ran Pavilion is, how unparalleled Senior's divine might is! Becoming a deputy security captain is an honor she would never earn in eight lifetimes!"
"But what happened?"
"She didn't appreciate it at all! She even laid hands on me!"
Qian Daoliu became more heated the more he spoke, his beard quivering, his saliva nearly forming a mist in the air. But then he suddenly realized his words made him sound… pitiful.
Clearing his throat, he straightened his back, chin lifted high.
A super Douluo's pride returned to his face.
"Of course! I'm not so easily bullied either!"
"After she ambushed me a few times, I got—just a little—serious and taught her a lesson!"
The Elders of the Hall of Worship all froze.
Gold Crocodile Douluo's teacup halted mid-air. His expression twisted.
Big brother… can we please stop bragging?
Did they not know exactly how strong he was?
Without blessings or external buffs, Qian Daoliu and Posey were evenly matched at best.
And inside the sea—
if she didn't beat him until he couldn't recognize north from south, that meant she was reminiscing old ties!
As for "taught her a lesson"?
Everyone's eyes drifted in unison…
…to the old man's still-purple, still-swollen eye socket.
This was not the face of someone who "taught someone else a lesson."
This was clearly the face of someone who had been dragged up from the seabed.
Lin Feng ignored Qian Daoliu's ridiculous boasting.
His eyes drifted past Qian Daoliu…
Toward the entrance.
A figure had appeared there at some unknown time.
Lin Feng's fingers paused mid-movement, his lips curling upward ever so slightly.
Entertainment had arrived.
Instead of warning Qian Daoliu, he even fed him a step-ladder, his tone leisurely:
"Oh?"
"And how did you teach Posey a lesson?"
"I'm curious. Tell me in detail."
The instant these words fell—
Gold Crocodile Douluo and the others' expressions changed dramatically!
They turned their eyes toward the entrance—
and nearly leapt from their seats.
Senior was deliberately fueling the chaos!!!
It was over.
It was absolutely over.
Big brother, shut up! Shut up now!
But the passionately boasting Qian Daoliu was completely oblivious.
Hearing that Senior himself asked for details, his spirit soared.
His back straightened.
This was his moment to regain face!
He swallowed the last mouthful of egg fried rice and began gesticulating vividly.
"Oh, Senior, you didn't see it!"
"At that time, I only used seventy percent of my strength!"
"One move—'Angel's Glory'—and her pathetic Sea God Domain shattered instantly!"
"I beat her until she cried and wailed, snot and tears everywhere!"
The more he spoke, the more animated he became.
"Finally, she even hugged my thigh, begging me to spare her!"
"She was weeping like a pear blossom in the rain—pitiful!"
"Tsk, tsk."
With a self-satisfied sigh, he shook his head like a worldly expert who "understood women."
"Unfortunately, she was too stubborn. Even after being beaten into submission, she refused to come back with me."
"Ai… women are like that."
He shook his head in seasoned regret.
He did not notice at all—
that a graceful figure at the doorway had already turned so dark she was practically blending into Ghost Douluo's robe.
Gold Crocodile Douluo could no longer sit still.
This was no longer merely shameful.
This was fatal.
He sprang up, rushed to Qian Daoliu's side, and coughed violently while winking hard enough to strain his muscles.
"Cough! Cough—BIG BROTHER!!"
But Qian Daoliu looked displeased at being interrupted.
Seeing Gold Crocodile's twisted expression, he frowned.
"Second brother, are you having a stroke or facial paralysis?"
"If your eyes hurt, go rest. Don't interfere with my report to Senior."
Gold Crocodile Douluo nearly fainted.
Damn you, old fool!! I'm risking my life to save you—and you scold me?!
Fine!
He no longer cared.
He turned and walked away, abandoning the fool to his fate.
Then—
A soft, clear cough sounded at the entrance.
Cough.
Not loud.
Not forceful.
But it struck Qian Daoliu like a divine thunderbolt.
He instantly froze.
Sweat burst down his forehead in streams.
Then—
Tap… tap… tap…
The crisp sound of high heels approached the dining area.
Each step fell precisely on Qian Daoliu's trembling heart.
The steps stopped beside him.
A woman's voice, clear as moonlight and soft as flowing water, sounded with gentle politeness.
"Posey, High Priestess of Sea God Island, greets Senior."
Boom.
Qian Daoliu's scalp went numb.
His soul almost left his body.
He slowly—mechanically—turned his head.
His eyes widened until they nearly popped out.
There she stood—
clad in flowing blue robes, sea-blue hair shimmering like waves—
Posey.
The same Posey he had just described as…
Crying.
Wailing.
Hugging his thigh.
The next second—
Qian Daoliu's body moved on instinct.
He turned into a golden streak—whoosh!—and bolted to the far side of the dining table!
He crouched behind the table, only poking his head out like a terrified groundhog.
His face was contorted, smiling worse than crying.
"Xi—Xi Xi!? Y-You… why are you here…?"
Ning Fengzhi, holding his teacup, choked.
His shoulders trembled wildly.
Even a Sect Master could barely suppress laughter at this point.
Posey didn't even look at Qian Daoliu.
Still bowing respectfully toward Lin Feng, she said calmly:
"I came uninvited. I hope Senior will forgive my intrusion."
Then she straightened and turned her eyes toward the trembling head poking out from under the table.
Her tone remained gentle.
But every word made Qian Daoliu feel like someone was chiseling ice into his heart.
"If I didn't come," Posey said softly,
"How would I have known that under your hands, High Priest…"
"…I cried miserably, wailed pitifully, hugged your thigh, and begged you to stop?"
Qian Daoliu's smile shattered.
With a whoosh, he withdrew his head entirely under the table.
He wished he could burrow into the ground right there.
It's over.
It's really, truly over.
I'm finished.
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