With the official opening of Feng Ran Pavilion, the aroma—previously sealed inside the shop—finally burst free.
It floated into the street like a mischievous spirit, dancing in the air, slipping between pedestrians, drifting farther and farther…
Until it reached a garbage heap filled with rotting vegetables and sour decay.
Without any disdain, the fragrance seeped straight in—
and found a man lying unconscious.
Sea Horse Douluo's nose twitched.
Then twitched again.
Then twitched violently.
The next moment—
Sea Horse Douluo's eyes snapped open.
Still dazed, his body reacted faster than his mind. Following the primal instinct of a foodie, he shot up from the trash pile like a carp leaping from water.
"What is that smell? So fragrant!"
He stood there, greedily inhaling the drifting aroma.
But then he looked down—
At the vegetable leaves stuck to him.
At the broken eggshells clinging to his clothes.
At the garbage heap beneath his feet.
He froze.
Who am I?
Where am I?
Why am I in a trash pile?!
His mind completely blue-screened.
He wobbled awkwardly out of the garbage heap, stepping onto the road while questioning his life.
He remembered now.
He was supposed to persuade Qian Daoliu to go home.
He was carrying out Sea Dragon Douluo's orders.
So why…
Why did Qian Daoliu slap him unconscious?!
Why did he end up in a garbage heap?!
The more he thought, the more wronged he felt.
His nose reddened.
He was a Sacred Pillar Guardian of Sea God Island—a dignified Titled Douluo!
When had he ever suffered such humiliation?!
But just as Sea Horse Douluo wallowed in his grief—
PA!
A crisp whip cracked across his back, painful and fiery.
Followed by a voice dripping with arrogance and contempt:
"Get lost, you stinking beggar!"
Sea Horse Douluo's body stiffened.
His expression—already contorted with grievance—twitched violently.
He slowly… stiffly… turned his head.
And saw—
A Royal Knight Captain on horseback, looking down at him with disdain, leaking mere Spirit King–level spirit power.
Sea Horse Douluo's mind collapsed instantly.
What the hell was going on today?!
Why was any random horse rider on the street whipping him?!
He was just out looking for someone!
Why was the universe bullying him?!
The Knight Captain, seeing the other party glare back instead of crawling away like a beggar, felt his authority challenged.
"Oh? You dare glare at me, filthy beggar?"
He sneered and raised his whip again, spirit power surging, preparing to teach this "lowly peasant" a second lesson.
But—
Before the whip even fell…
The hunched, garbage-covered "beggar" suddenly moved.
Sea Horse Douluo raised his head—
And in his bloodshot eyes burst forth an eruption of suffocated fury!
He blurred forward, appearing before the knight in one instant.
"BANG—!!"
A slap, heavy and dull, rang out like thunder.
The arrogant Knight Captain didn't even have time to scream.
His entire body shot backward like a launched cannonball—
"BOOM!!"
He flew several meters and slammed into a wall, embedding himself deeply, armor and all.
Only a pair of twitching legs stuck out.
The warhorse shrieked in terror and fled.
Silence.
The entire world fell silent.
The Heaven Dou delegation stood frozen, eyes popping, jaws hanging.
Xue Beng—previously scolded by his father—now looked like he had just escaped death.
See?! SEE?!
He knew there would be danger!
And father even slapped him!
At the center of the convoy, Dugu Bo's emerald robes fluttered as he sucked in a sharp breath.
His pupils shrank into dangerous pinpoints.
He stared at the "beggar," who was calmly dusting off vegetable leaves and eggshells as if he had merely swatted away a mosquito.
Others might not feel it.
But he definitely did.
That instant burst of spirit power—
was abyssal, bottomless, as deep as the sea.
Definitely a Titled Douluo.
Not weaker than him—
maybe even slightly stronger!
A buzzing filled his mind.
Only one thought echoed.
Damn it.
Since when does Spirit City require Titled Douluo qualifications for begging?!
But before he could digest this revelation—
A furious bellow erupted from the golden carriage.
"Presumptuous!"
Emperor Xue Ye kicked open the curtain, his imperial dignity shattered by rage.
"A mere assassin dares injure my imperial knight on the street?!"
"Utterly lawless!"
"All knights! Hear my order!"
He pointed dramatically at Sea Horse Douluo, who was still flicking trash off himself.
"Capture this criminal! Dead or alive!"
However—
The Royal Knights didn't move.
Their hands trembled on the reins.
Their warhorses snorted nervously.
They glanced at their captain—still embedded in the wall.
Then at the "beggar" who had casually sent him flying.
Their legs shook.
Move?
Move your sister!
That guy could slap a Spirit King into a wall with one hand!
A bunch of Spirit Ancestors and Spirit Elders charging at him?
That was delivery service.
Delivering their lives.
Dugu Bo panicked and flashed in front of the carriage.
"No!
Your Majesty—
that man is… a Titled Douluo!"
"What?!"
Emperor Xue Ye's pupils shrank.
Prince Xue Xing almost fell off his horse.
A Titled Douluo?
That rotten, smelly "beggar"…?!
"His Excellency Dugu," Emperor Xue Ye's voice trembled in disbelief, "are you joking? How could a Titled Douluo end up in such a miserable beggar-like state?!"
Dugu Bo almost cried.
I want to know too!!
What kind of bizarre hell had Spirit City become?!
While they spoke, Sea Horse Douluo finally cleaned off the last leaves from his head.
But then he heard the Emperor's words:
"…like a beggar."
His mind went BOOM.
Beggar?
You think I'm a BEGGAR?!
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