pertwk Chapter 98 Dragon Butterfly Douluo
Chapter 98 Dragon Butterfly Douluo
Because of Ye Xishui, these two, as the absolute core members of the sect, were fortunate enough to see Tang Wulin's true face once. At that time, they were still marveling at Tang Wulin's handsome appearance. They never expected that their next meeting would be like this.
The moment they saw her, a thought popped into their minds.
"How did she know? How did she find this place?"
Based on this question, the first thing the two thought of was Xue Bing's betrayal, Lu Genggeng's refusal to submit even unto death, and his eventual ruthlessness in being killed by the Holy Prince.
But then they realized something was wrong. After all, just look at Xue Bing standing to the side. If Xue Bing had betrayed them, Tang Wulin should have protected this undercover agent and prevented him from appearing in front of them. Clearly, Xue Bing was also forced into this situation.
Realizing that His Highness had seen through their entire scheme, the two felt a chill run down their spines.
Looking at the Holy Prince's pinkish-blue hair, both of them were filled with suspicion and thought the same thing at the same time.
"Her Highness does not want her true face to be known by those insignificant people, which is why she does this. The reason she disguises herself so casually, without even wearing her usual mask, is because she wants to show that she doesn't care about them at all and doesn't even want to pretend anymore."
However, by simply dyeing her hair, she indicated that she did not want to be recognized by everyone.
With this in mind, the two elders did not hesitate and slowly transmitted their voices in secret: "Everyone, everything is as usual."
So, after hearing this, everyone went about their own business and stopped looking at Wang Dong.
Looking at the scene before him, Wang Dong excitedly said to Xue Bing, "Hey? Is this some kind of VIP lounge? I didn't expect you to pick such a place. I'll brag about you to my uncle after this is all over!"
Xue Bing was startled: "What does this 'elder father' mean? Sure enough, His Highness the Holy Son has a very deep relationship with the higher-ups in the sect."
Thinking of this, Xue Bing became even more cautious and said, "Whatever Brother Tang says goes."
Wang Dong said speechlessly, "Hey, hey, I've already told you, I'm not him. What exactly do you want?"
Xue Bing said again, "Of course, you certainly aren't."
Wang Dong felt he couldn't reason with this guy at all, so he turned his head and asked in a low voice:
"Sir, I'll rest here for a bit and then go upstairs. You won't mind, will you?"
Upon hearing this, the Ten Thousand Souls Douluo, who was not far away, was immediately horrified, and thought to himself:
"I'd heard Tang Wulin was a great actor, but I didn't expect him to be this good."
This seemingly polite inquiry was actually incredibly oppressive!
Should we make a move now? This place is currently our territory. If we suddenly launch an attack, that brat Tang Wulin will surely die!
However, the fact that she walked in so openly must mean she has some kind of conspiracy. We can't act rashly. What if this kid has some trump card and she sends a message to the Supreme Leader? Then none of us will survive.
Whew, calm down. You're a Title Douluo, after all. You need to be able to stay calm in a crisis.
This brat hasn't revealed her intentions yet. We need to observe quietly, survive in the dynamic environment, and change our response strategy according to the actual situation.
Before he could come up with a strategy, Wang Dong actually walked in their direction!
This rendered all the strategies that the two titled Douluo had racked their brains to come up with useless.
They were all thinking, "What kind of tactic is this? What's her goal? How should we respond?"
Xue Bing, who wanted to make amends, quickly pulled out the chair at the head of the table and invited Wang Dong to sit down.
Wang Dong turned his head, puzzled, and said, "Hey? How can I sit here? Honestly, shouldn't the two old gentlemen sit here?"
Upon hearing this, the two elders immediately broke out in a cold sweat, thinking, "That brat has such a venomous tongue! How could we possibly sit in the Holy Son's seat? This is sarcastic! He's mocking us for trying to disrupt her order. Damn it, how should we respond?!"
Xue Bing, standing nearby, was also startled, fearing that the two elders who had been stabbed would take their anger out on him. So he quickly said, "Brother...Brother Tang! You must sit here today."
Wang Dong hesitated for a moment, but seeing the two elders nodding repeatedly, he sat down with a skeptical look in his eyes.
Looking around, Wang Dong said, "Grandpa, I accidentally ran here while trying to hide from someone. I'm really sorry for trespassing. Do you need me to pay you a little something? Don't worry, I... cough cough, I'll definitely do as you say!"
Hearing this, the two elders, sweating profusely, said, "Damn it! Chase after him and kill him! Can't this brat stop being sarcastic? He's already seen through our plan, why is he still so relentless!"
Thinking this, the two elders exchanged a glance, their hearts burning with fighting spirit. They both believed that things could not continue like this and they had to launch a desperate counterattack. So, Elder Youming clasped his hands and said:
"Your Highness, please. Let me introduce the members present today. I am an elder of the sect, with the title Youming, and the person opposite me is titled Wanhun."
Beside him, the Soul Douluo who had been singled out stroked his beard, a hint of smugness gleaming in his cold gaze.
That's right, that's their idea: to flex their muscles. They're gambling that His Highness might say such things because he doesn't know their identities.
If I reveal my identity, will I be able to see Tang Wulin in front of me, shocked and then hurriedly apologizing?
Thinking of this, the two old men felt a surge of secret pleasure.
Wang Dong, who was only hearing this, felt somewhat confused. Looking at the two old men from Bengbu in front of him, Wang Dong wondered:
"I didn't expect these two old men to be so childlike. I mingled with them in their VIP area, and they didn't ask me for money. Instead, they started role-playing, hehe. It's so much fun to turn yourselves into Title Douluos. I'll join in!"
Therefore, Wang Dong immediately thought of his and Tang Wulin's martial souls.
Combining the two, Wang Dong chuckled and said, "Haha! No need to be so polite! The one next to me is Xiao Ding Douluo, so I'm Dragon Butterfly Douluo!"
Upon hearing this, the two elders were immediately taken aback, thinking to themselves:
"His Highness the Holy Son has become a Title Douluo? This! How is this possible?"
However, upon further reflection, the two elders sensed that something was amiss.
This is clearly a deliberate attempt to mock them.
Once they understood this, the two of them immediately found their boss rather boring.
Tang Wulin's reaction was clearly because he already knew their identities, which is why he seemed so nonchalant.
On the other side, Wang Dong didn't pay any attention to their reactions at all. He turned to look at Xue Bing and said, "Hey, you sit down too! You should relax a bit when you're drinking tea."
Xue Bing was internally devastated. "Why is Your Highness making things difficult for me?! Making me sit with you, Tang Wulin, and two elders of the sect? Isn't that suicide?"
Thinking of this, Xue Bing smiled calmly and said, "That won't be necessary, my legs are numb."
Wang Dong's perfect face wrinkled into a perfect mess.