nagpurpolice Chapter 72 If others doubt you, you'd better actually have that ability.
Chapter 72 If others doubt you, you'd better actually have that ability.
Chapter 72 If others doubt you, you'd better actually have that ability.
The crowd fell silent.
They stared in disbelief at Su Chen's blatant distortion of the truth, speechless.
"Damn it, Poison Invincible is clearly..."
Ye Zhi Qiu's eyes were red, but before he could finish speaking, someone covered his mouth and took him away.
Amidst his struggling "woofing" sounds, Ye Zhi Qiu disappeared into the crowd.
"Your name is Invincible Poison, right?"
"The silver-haired boy asked."
The latter nodded blankly.
Ye Zhi Qiu, the nightmare in his heart, the one who could even decide the fate of their sect with a single word, had his future decided by the young man in front of him with just a few words.
They even rewrote the facts arbitrarily in front of him.
All Ye Zhi Qiu could do was defend himself and rage in a state of impotence.
Ants.
These two words flashed through his mind.
In Ye Zhi Qiu's eyes, he was an ant, but in front of this young man, wasn't Ye Zhi Qiu also an ant?
Listen carefully.
Su Chen's gaze swept across the crowd, and his voice rose a few decibels.
"If others suspect you of being arrogant, domineering, ruthless, or even having a one-man rule."
His gaze instantly turned cold, and those who saw him were intimidated by his aura, involuntarily taking two steps back.
"Then you'd better actually have the ability to do that."
After speaking, the young man waved his hand, signaling Du Wudi to follow. The crowd automatically parted to make way for him, and their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at him.
As he was leaving, Su Chen turned back and looked in a certain direction, revealing an inscrutable smile.
"What gives him the right? What makes him so arrogant?!"
Davis clenched his fists, his face flushed, and angrily pounded the table.
"The Spirit Hall is clearly surrounded on all sides, yet he... he actually..."
Recalling the boy's domineering demeanor and those words, he felt an uncontrollable anger and a trace of jealousy that he himself was unaware of.
"Your Highness, he has the ability to do so."
The waiter sighed in regret, "Moreover, it seems that we need to reconsider whether the Spirit Hall is as strong on the outside but weak on the inside as rumored."
"Hmph! I won't!"
Davis glared fiercely in the direction the boy had left.
"Go find those two and keep spreading these rumors in the crowd. I don't believe he'll always run into them!"
However, unexpectedly, the waiter who had always treated him with the utmost respect shook his head at this moment.
"Your Highness, he has discovered us."
"Not interrogating or questioning that spy is the last shred of dignity I and other forces should have."
He recalled the boy's last meaningful look and couldn't help but tremble slightly.
What terrifying young people.
To this day, he still doesn't understand how his spies were exposed, or how he and Prince Davis were discovered.
"What? Impossible!"
The blond boy was stunned for a moment, and was about to retort when he saw the waiter's expression suddenly turn serious.
"Your Highness, please do not forget the purpose of your visit. You are merely accompanying the Prince on a tour."
He looked at Davis, whose expression had changed slightly, and bowed as he spoke.
"Your Highness, please do not create any further complications. Do not forget that you are no longer the sole heir apparent."
Davis remained silent upon hearing this.
After a long pause, he scoffed, "Dai Mubai? Do you really think a two-year-old brat poses a threat to me?"
Despite saying that, the boy stopped talking about the spy.
He turned around and looked at the bustling crowd that had been cleared by the white-robed deacon, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
Su Chen? Just you wait, I won't let you outdo me!
"Right? Brother Davis thinks he's handsome too, huh? Hehe, if others doubt your arrogance and domineering nature, you'd better have that kind of ability, hmph!!"
"He's really handsome."
Davis nodded subconsciously, then a moment later, he looked at the black-haired girl gesturing wildly, annoyed and embarrassed. "Zhu Zhuyun, shut up! What's so handsome about him? He's just... just a little kid!!"
"Waaaaah, Davis's jealous! Davis's not a good kid!"
"Shut up!!"
Wuhun City Grand Hotel, top-floor luxury suite.
"Tsk tsk tsk, a carpet made of the wool of a thousand-year-old soul beast, a ground sheep, a crystal chandelier, and sperm whale incense. That's really extravagant enough."
The easygoing and refined young man looked around at the suite's luxurious decor and smiled as he looked at the elderly man accompanying him.
"Ha, everyone says that my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is extravagant and richer than a country, but now it seems that the Spirit Hall is the one that is hiding the deepest secrets."
As he spoke, his smile gradually faded.
Everything he had seen in Wuhun City over the past few days had terrified him.
Strict security, extremely high discipline, a well-established internal system, and a large number of Soul Masters.
Whether it's low-level or mid-level.
The number of Soul Masters belonging to the Spirit Hall is outrageous.
It can be said that this place already has the beginnings of a country.
This reserve of power is enough to drive anyone who knows the truth to despair.
"I don't understand these things, but I advise you not to get too close to those lunatics like Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus."
The old man in white shook his head.
"If things don't work out, get out of there in time. Don't forget, you're a father now."
Hearing the old man's words, Ning Fengzhi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and a happy smile appeared on his lips. "Yes, I have Rongrong now, so..."
That's why this is something we absolutely have to do.
Even if it doesn't work out, at least we shouldn't let the Spirit Hall's power continue to expand.
Otherwise, twenty years from now, who on this continent will be able to withstand this behemoth?
"By the way, Uncle Jian."
Ning Fengzhi suppressed his thoughts, and his expression became serious.
"What are your thoughts on that rising star, and that cultivation method?"
A six-year-old Great Soul Master, a genius in theoretical research, the next Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, and even possessing the first Soul Ring in a thousand years.
When all sorts of impossible accolades converge on one person, others would surely think it's nonsense, a ploy to boost morale.
But Ning Fengzhi is different.
He never rashly rejects any information, especially when the news comes from within the Spirit Hall and seems to be escalating.
If that kid named Su Chen is completely different from the rumors, it will seriously damage the morale of the Spirit Hall.
Would the higher-ups of the Spirit Hall really make such a common-sense mistake?
Even under such severe circumstances.
"It's hard to say. I know Bibi Dong quite well; she's definitely not the kind of person who makes baseless accusations."
Sword Douluo frowned.
"But that cultivation method is simply too incredible."
Ignore the 30% increase in cultivation speed.
This is something that can drive all the Soul Masters on the continent crazy.
"If this is true."
Ning Fengzhi walked to the window, looking at the magnificent city under the blazing sun and the grand palace complex above the clouds. A bitter look flashed in his eyes behind his glasses.
"Then, I'm afraid nothing can stop the rise of the Spirit Hall."
(End of this chapter)