"Why don't I break your two legs first, and then you can explain properly?"
At this moment, Saralas felt a bitter taste in his mouth. This phrase had just come out of the other person's mouth, but in the blink of an eye, the roles of the two had completely reversed.
"I am…"
Salaras bit his lip. He wanted to bring up his status as the Platinum Bishop of the Wuhun Hall, but from the way the other person had spoken, it was clear they didn't regard the Wuhun Hall at all.
If he brought it up again, it would only make him look foolish, and it wouldn't accomplish anything!
With a smile, Qianrenfeng extended a hand and pulled Saralas into the room, then poked his head out to look at the four Soul Saints.
"I'll give you half an hour. If you can't find a Title Douluo-level expert to plead for him, then he can say goodbye to his two legs."
With that, he slammed the door shut. Outside, only the four confused Soul Saints and the innkeeper remained. The four Soul Saints exchanged glances. The highest-ranking person they knew in Tian Dou City was none other than the Platinum Bishop Saralas himself.
Now they were being told to find a Title Douluo? That was easier said than done! Not to mention finding a Title Douluo to plead for Saralas, the only Title Douluo they had ever seen was standing right in front of them—Qianrenfeng himself!
One of the Soul Saints heard the commotion from inside and swallowed with a look of concern, "We might need to find the vice-branch master. The bishop's legs… they might not be saved."
Without releasing his martial soul, Qianrenfeng kicked Saralas in the calf, causing him to kneel directly on the floor.
Even without using his martial soul, Qianrenfeng's physical strength was still far superior to Tang Hao's!
While the Haotian Hammer greatly enhanced Tang Hao's strength, Qianrenfeng had the amplification of ten 100,000-year soul rings and three 1,000,000-year soul rings, making him closer to a humanoid soul beast.
With just a light kick, Saralas, whose strength was only built on treasures, stood no chance.
"Thud!" Saralas fell to the ground, his body crumpling under the immense force. Despite the pain, he bit his lip to avoid screaming, only letting out muffled sounds.
"So, you're the Platinum Bishop? The branch master of Wuhun Hall?"
Qianrenfeng looked at Saralas, now curled up on the floor, and sneered. If it weren't for him being here today, or if only his sister, Xue Qinghe, had come to drink, would Saralas have dared to act like this and forcibly seize the wine?
The Wuhun Hall's reputation had been tarnished by people like him!
Qianrenfeng casually brushed his robe aside, lifted his right leg, and stomped down hard. A loud crack echoed as Saralas's right calf bone shattered. Fortunately, it was just a fracture, and the scene wasn't as bloody as it could have been.
Moments later, Qianrenfeng aimed for Saralas's left calf, ready to stomp again. At this time, Xue Qinghe's voice rang out.
"Forget it, Little Feng. Considering how long he has served Wuhun Hall, let's spare him this once."
Qianrenfeng shrugged and reluctantly withdrew his right leg. He still had to give some face to his sister after all.
"Fine, but this matter can't just end here."
Qianrenfeng took out a candy from his blue ring, wrapped it with a little soul power, and forcibly shoved it into Saralas's mouth before warning him.
"This is poison. It's sweet, difficult to detect, but in three years, it will take effect. If I find out that you've oppressed the common people during this time, don't even think about the antidote!"
"Three years from now, come to the Offering Hall to find me!"
After saying that, Qianrenfeng kicked Saralas out of the room, brushed the dust off his clothes, and turned to Xue Qinghe with a smile.
"Sister, I've been very obedient, haven't I?"
Xue Qinghe smiled softly. Even though her appearance had changed, her aura was still unmistakable. She removed her disguise and smiled gently at her brother in return.
"Of course, Little Feng is very obedient. Not only is his strength well-measured, but he also cares for the common people. If Little Feng were to become the Pope of Wuhun Hall, the common folk of the two great empires would be blessed."
"However, Little Feng's approach just now was a bit inappropriate. By revealing the identity of the Offering Hall, if Saralas investigates later, your identity might be exposed, and that would be risky for you~"
Although Xue Qinghe said this, there was no sign of concern on her face. Instead, she seemed proud of her brother. It was as if, as long as Qianrenfeng was by her side, she felt completely at ease.
Qianrenfeng didn't offer any explanation. He simply moved closer to Xue Qinghe, smiling as he said, "It's fine. Your brother will protect you!"
Salaras wouldn't say anything. For someone of his status, the Offerings Hall's offerings were like a family matter. It was like breaking a family heirloom and then getting scolded by your father. No one would go around bragging about it.
Xue Qinghe gently patted Qianrenfeng's head, suddenly feeling a strong masculinity emanating from him. It was the kind of masculinity she hadn't felt from anyone else before.
After all, whether it was Xue Qinghe or "Xue Qinghe," neither of them had ever had a strong, young man so close to them. For a moment, Qianrenfeng's presence made Xue Qinghe feel somewhat flustered.
Lying on Xue Qinghe's lap, Qianrenfeng asked seriously, "Sister, if I want to get into Yue Xuan, do you have a way?"
"After all, getting into Yue Xuan requires noble status. If I reveal my soul power to authenticate as a noble, that would be too much of a loss."
"If you have a way, just send me directly to Yue Xuan."
Xue Qinghe smiled and said, "I can certainly get you into Yue Xuan. After all, I'm quite familiar with the person in charge there, Tang Yuehua."
"However, what is your purpose in entering Yue Xuan?"
Qianrenfeng revealed his Shura Demon Sword martial soul for a brief moment. "Although Grandpa has always told me not to cultivate this martial soul, it's powerful."
"And the killing intent it carries has been mostly controlled by me. While it doesn't show much when the martial soul isn't released, it's still a potential danger."
Xue Qinghe nodded slowly. Qianrenfeng wasn't wrong. This was no big deal for someone like her, the Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire. She replied directly, "Since that's the case, I'll accompany you to Yue Xuan tomorrow."
"However, to complete all the courses at Yue Xuan, it will take at least three years. So for these three years, Little Feng, you'll have to stay in Tian Dou City."
Qianrenfeng gave a bitter smile and nodded. He hadn't expected to still have to attend school after crossing to another world. Fortunately, the classes would mostly be about music theory and etiquette, not the nauseating math and science.
"Sister, where will I stay for these three years?"