Golden Crocodile Douluo was the strongest person in Spirit Hall besides Qian Daoliu. With Bibi Dong concealing her strength, Golden Crocodile Douluo held high prestige.
The moment he spoke, the other Offerings fell silent, no longer making a sound.
Strength reigns supreme!
If one had strength, who would choose to suffer indignity!
To put it bluntly, it was simply due to a lack of strength.
After they quieted down, the surroundings became peaceful. Dozens of people came with Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Rather than saying they were there to protect the Seven Great Offerings of Spirit Hall, it was more accurate to say they were there to do odd jobs in Angel Village.
Minor tasks certainly wouldn't trouble the Seven Great Offerings to act, so their role was reflected here.
To be frank, with the strength of the Seven Great Offerings, they didn't need protection.
Attaching this title was just to make them work willingly. This title was to soothe their self-esteem. People live their entire lives; isn't it just to fight for a sense of dignity?
This sense of dignity was very important to them.
Spirit Hall considered this point and used it as an excuse to make them feel better. Spirit Hall's administrative capabilities could be seen in small matters.
"Big Brother is here."
Golden Crocodile Douluo whispered to them.
Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions instantly changed, their faces grim as they looked ahead.
In their line of sight, Qian Daoliu, dressed in golden armor, slowly walked over, holding a six-year-old boy's hand.
His face was gentle, and his gaze towards Qian Junlin was full of tenderness. Ling Chang'e, realizing this, was very envious.
As fellow transmigrators, she wasn't doing as well as Qian Junlin!
Ever since getting on the 'pirate ship' that was Spirit Hall, Ling Chang'e regretted it.
If she had known earlier that her master was Guangling Douluo, she would never have come to Spirit Hall.
Qian Renxue's beauty couldn't even heal the sadness in her heart.
How could a master be so crazy?
Qian Daoliu bore everyone's gaze, his expression unchanged, and he said indifferently, "Without further ado, let's return to Spirit City."
At Qian Daoliu's command, a golden, luxurious carriage appeared before everyone.
These carriages were specially built by Spirit Hall, a mode of operation for spirit tools. The last remaining spirit tool technology on the Douluo Continent was with the Spirit Hall.
While the world looked down on spirit tools, considering their technology useless, Spirit Hall, as the largest Spirit Master organization, had mastered spirit tool technology and even developed books to pass it down through generations.
Things abandoned by the world were not necessarily useless; it was just that people's thoughts were influenced by worldly concepts.
Spirit Hall would not actively break this situation because monopolizing spirit tool technology was beneficial to them.
If spirit tools were truly useless, Spirit Hall would not have continuously had people research and master spirit tool technology.
It could be said that under the research of the people in Spirit Hall, spirit tool technology had long since reached perfection.
However, for everyday items, Spirit Hall still concealed its capabilities. Spirit tool technology was more often used in weapons and other aspects.
Before getting into the carriage, Ling Chang'e specifically turned her head to glance at Qian Junlin.
She saw his composed face, giving him a somewhat precocious feeling.
In reality, Ling Chang'e knew his background.
The precociousness was a facade; the truth was merely a mature soul residing in a young body.
Judging by Qian Junlin's appearance, he was most likely a transmigrator from birth, just like her.
At this moment, Ling Chang'e felt a bit regretful.
She shouldn't have been so reckless in seeking out Qian Junlin.
For some reason, she felt that Qian Junlin's gaze was very unfriendly.
That's not right, they were from the same place!
On the unfamiliar Douluo Continent, they came from the same place; he shouldn't be full of hostility towards her, right?
Ling Chang'e thought with uncertainty.