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The following day at noon, in the lobby of the Tiandou Royal Hotel.
"That's him!"
With her arm wrapped in bandages, Xue Beng screamed as she pointed at Xuan Hao, who was walking down the stairs, as if she had seen her father's killer.
"Uncle! Mr. Dugu! This little brat broke my arm! And he insulted the royal family!"
Prince Xuexing followed the finger and was stunned when he saw the silver-haired boy with a harmless face, who was holding a little girl's hand.
This...this is a "teenager"?
This is clearly a baby who hasn't been weaned yet!
"Avalanche…" Prince Xuexing's lips twitched, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you sure it's him?
This child looks… no more than eight or nine years old, right?"
"Uncle! You can't judge a book by its cover!" Xue Beng exclaimed anxiously.
"This kid is really strange!
I knelt down just from his glare!
And he's incredibly strong! You mustn't be fooled by his appearance!"
Standing to the side, Dugu Bo's face turned pale and then red, his dark green eyes filled with speechlessness.
He, a titled Douluo, was urgently summoned out of seclusion by Xue Xing, who said she had encountered a formidable opponent and needed him to take charge.
And what was the result?
Let him bully a toddler who is not even ten years old?
If this gets out, what will become of Dugu Bo's reputation?
Will he still be able to face others in the world of Title Douluo?
"Xue Xing." Dugu Bo glanced at Xue Xing coldly.
"Are you making fun of me?"
"This..." Prince Xuexing looked embarrassed, sweat beading on his forehead.
"Mr. Dugu, please calm down.
This... I was also deceived by the child's appearance. But Xue Beng's hand was indeed broken by him, and this child is indeed somewhat strange..."
"Sir, since we're already here, why don't you do us the trouble of probing his background a little?
At least we'll know whose son he is, so we'll have a better understanding of the situation."
Dugu Bo rolled his eyes.
Test him?
How?
Go up and slap him?
If this gets out, how will Dugu Bo ever be able to face the Soul Master world again?
But since he still owed Xue Xing a favor, Dugu Bo sighed and could only bite the bullet and step forward, his cold eyes locking onto Xuan Hao.
"Kid."
Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, adopting the air of a profound and unfathomable senior master.
"I heard... you look down on my poison?
You say my poison is trash?"
Xuan Hao, who was about to take Na'er out for a big meal, stopped in his tracks upon hearing this, looking at the strange old man with green hair, green eyebrows, and even green fingernails with a bewildered expression.
"Who are you?
Do I know you?
Have we met before?"
Dugu Bo's face darkened, and he coldly snorted, "I am Dugu Bo! Title: Poison!"
"Dugu Bo? Poison Douluo?"
Xuan Hao tilted his head and thought for a moment, then turned to ask Na'er, "Na'er, have you heard of him?"
Na'er shook her head, looking blank.
"Never heard of him. Brother, is he a poison seller?"
"puff--"
Among the guests watching the commotion, some couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Dugu Bo felt his blood pressure spike instantly, and turned to glare at Prince Xuexing.
Didn't you say this kid's claim that my poison was a joke?!
They don't even know me!
Prince Xuexing broke out in a cold sweat and guiltily avoided Dugu Bo's gaze.
He was just trying to provoke Dugu Bo into making a move... but who knew this kid would be so disrespectful, never even having heard of the Poison Douluo!
Dugu Bo took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.
This kid doesn't play by the rules!
If this kid were a little more arrogant and made a few sarcastic remarks, he would have readily accepted the situation and used the excuse of "teaching a young upstart who doesn't know his place" to take action.
But the other person had an innocent look on their face, as if asking "Who are you?
Where am I?
What do I want?"
How could he possibly make a move?
But since we're already here, we can't just slink away like this.
"Cough cough."
Dugu Bo coughed twice and pointed to Xue Beng beside him.
"Since you don't recognize me, let's leave that aside for now.
But yesterday you beat up a prince in the street and broke the Fourth Prince's hand. Do you admit to that?"
"I admit it." Xuan Hao nodded, admitting it without hesitation.
"Since you've admitted it, then apologize." Dugu Bo put on an air of "I'm very reasonable."
"After all, he is a prince, and you did indeed lay a hand on him. Apologize, and we'll let it go."
Xuan Hao blinked, looked at the avalanche, and without saying a word, bowed slightly, his tone sincere:
"I'm so sorry, Fourth Prince. I was too rough with you yesterday.
I didn't expect you to be so fragile. My apologies."
"..."
The entire room fell silent.
Dugu Bo was completely dumbfounded.
This... this is an apology?
No, the script is wrong!
Shouldn't you stand up for yourself and say "he doesn't deserve it," "he started it," and then defiantly resist with an arrogant expression?
With you being so cooperative, how am I supposed to act next?
The line I painstakingly came up with, "Since you don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for bullying you," is now completely stuck in my throat!
"Um... is there anything else?"
Xuan Hao straightened up, glanced at Dugu Bo who was still in a daze, and then at Prince Xue Xing, who looked constipated.
"If there's nothing else, I'm going to take my sister out to play.
It's lunchtime, and we're hungry."
Dugu Bo opened his mouth, but found himself speechless.
The person who assaulted you admitted it, apologized, and even acted so "sincerely".
If he continues to pester me, he'll truly become an unreasonable old rogue.
Just as Dugu Bo was preparing to find a way to back down and retreat with his men.
"An apology? That's all?!"
Suddenly, Xue Beng jumped out, pointed at Xuan Hao, and roared with a ferocious expression, "You think you can get away with this by apologizing?!
My hand is broken!"
"I want you to kneel down! Kowtow and admit your mistake!!"
Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo's face instantly darkened.
idiot!
Why not just stop while you're ahead?
Why push things to the extreme?
Xuan Hao stopped in his tracks.
He slowly turned his head, and a chilling killing intent flashed in his originally calm sky-blue eyes.
"Kneel down?"
"Thump!"
With just one look, Avalanche seemed to have all his bones removed.
His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his whole body trembling violently and uncontrollably.
There was even a suspicious wet patch seeping from his crotch.
"Enough!"
Seeing this, Prince Xuexing knew that he couldn't let Xuebeng lose face any longer, but he also knew that if he couldn't get back on his feet today, his entire group would be completely disgraced.
Moreover, since we've already offended them to the bitter end, we can only go down this path to the bitter end.
"Boy, assaulting a prince is a grave offense!"
Prince Xuexing stepped forward, blocking Xue Beng, and said coldly, "Even if you apologize, you cannot escape this crime!"
"A serious crime?"
Xuan Hao raised an eyebrow. "Yesterday, His Highness the Crown Prince himself said that this matter should end here and not be pursued further.
What, is Your Highness treating the Crown Prince's words as nothing?"
Prince Xuexing's face darkened: "Qinghe is magnanimous, but as a member of the royal family, I absolutely cannot tolerate such a thing happening!"
"Fine." Xuan Hao sighed and spread his hands helplessly.
"Since you all insist on treating the Crown Prince's words as nonsense, then I'll just pretend I farted too."
"Since an apology isn't working, let's try another way."
Xuan Hao pointed to the avalanche on the ground, "I beat him up yesterday, so now, let him beat me up, and I won't fight back, is that alright?"
"Fight back, and we'll be even."
"this..."
Prince Xuexing paused for a moment, glancing at the growing crowd of onlookers around him.
This is indeed a way to save face.
It allows them to vent their anger while also demonstrating that the royal family is "clear about right and wrong" and does not use their power to oppress others.
"good!"
Prince Xuexing gritted his teeth and kicked the avalanche on the ground.
"What are you all standing there for?
Get up! They're telling you to fight back, aren't you scared?!"
Upon hearing this, a ruthless glint flashed in Xue Beng's eyes.
Not fight back?
You're asking for it!
He struggled to his feet, channeled the meager amount of soul power within his body, concentrated it in his intact left hand, gritted his teeth, and charged fiercely towards Xuan Hao.
"Go to hell!!"
However.
Just as his fist was about to touch Xuan Hao.
Xuan Hao didn't even move, but his eyes changed instantly.
The sky blue faded, replaced by a pair of cold, majestic, crimson-gold vertical pupils that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness!
"Buzz—"
Avalanche felt his soul power freeze instantly, his martial spirit groaned and shrank back into his body, and all his strength vanished in that one glance.
His fist froze in mid-air, trembling, but he couldn't bring it down.
That fear was ingrained in my very bones.
"What's wrong?
Do it." Xuan Hao looked at Xue Beng expressionlessly.
"I'm right here, you can hit me."
"Let's do it!"
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