Douluo Dalu: The Legend Of Heavenly Ruler Chapter 131
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--- Chapter 131 ---
Yunlong calmly stared at the ground, where Zhong fell, and shifted his gaze back to the other noble teenager he met in the restaurant front door.
"P-Please forgive us…" One of them took an initiative and kneeled in fear because this guy could defeat the young master of Zhong's family in one punch.
Even though they are also a spirit master, none of them were strong enough to even injure Yunlong, so they chose to say sorry for their behavior.
The other nobles also kneeled and Yunlong inwardly released a sigh.
'Well, that's anticlimactic?' Yunlong thought while walking toward them.
'Also, acting like this wasn't as satisfying as I expected.' He casually added while taking a seat, waiting for his maids to come here.
Yunlong's maids and Dugu Yan's group come up to the seventh floor, only to find a bunch of shivering nobles and Yunlong, who menacingly sat on a chair in front of a holed wall.
'I could never understand those villains from wuxia novels.' Yunlong suddenly thought while shaking his head, and then naturally moving his gaze to his maids.
"What happened here?" Dugu Yan looked around with a weird expression on her face.
"Young master? Are you?" She shifted her gaze to Yunlong, who lightly smiled and only nodded his head.
Yu Tianheng looked at Yunlong with a somewhat surprised and complicated expression because he couldn't understand him at all.
Even though the Zhong family's young master offended him first, shouldn't he calmly solve this situation?
Zhong Wei, the young master who Yunlong just punched off the building, was the young master of the Zhong family, even though their influence is not as strong as Yu Tianheng's family, they had a ten percent share of the city's economy.
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However, what Yu Tianheng didn't know was that Yunlong's background is far more terrifying than those local noble families.
Also, let's count the fact that with Yunlong's subordinate and puppet, who's a titled douluo and the head of the heaven dou auction house respectively, he could effortlessly destroy those noble families from the shadows.
This city is nothing but a second playground to Yunlong, which is why he acts rather so recklessly in this place compared to when he was in the star luo city.
A fairly built man suddenly entered the floor and Yunlong looked at him with a calm gaze. "It took you some time to arrive, huh." He quietly commented.
This man is the current heaven dou auction house's head, Xiao Xun, who's also Yunlong's puppet that cunningly controlled the heaven dou city economy from the shadow because of his instruction.
"Eh, Head Xiao." Yu Tianheng, who knew about this man's identity, suddenly said with a surprised tone.
"What happened here?" Xiao Xun calmly asked with a frown on his face.
He looked around and saw a fairly big hole in the wall, which was created because of Yunlong's attack.
'Act like you're my old acquaintance.' Yunlong's calm voice suddenly appeared in Xiao Xun's head and he inwardly nodded his head.
"This... Head Xiao, we can explain, this isn't his fault." Yu Tianheng tried to help Yunlong because he had quite a good connection with Xiao Xun.
Xiao Xun coughed and shifted his gaze to Yunlong with a surprised expression. "Wait, is that you, Young Master Yunlong?"
"Eh?" Yu Tianheng was in a daze for a moment because he didn't expect Yunlong to personally know Xiao Xun, who was regarded as one of the richest persons in the city.
Xiao Xun smiled a little and approached Yunlong like he was his nephew or something.
"It's been a while since I saw you, I still remember you were so short years ago." He said, which caused Yunlong's mouth to twitch a little.
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'Not that close..!' Yunlong thought while inwardly face-palming himself.
Yunlong lifted his body off the seat and walked toward Xiao Xun with a solemn expression. "Well, I had a few problems here." He said.
"Problems?" Xiao Xun tilted his head and looked at every noble youngster in the room, who were basically shivering in fear because of Yunlong.
"You see, when I was about to enter this restaurant, I encountered a few people." Yunlong calmly answered, causing a few noble youngsters to stare at him with widened eyes.
The people that Yunlong was talking about had a cold sweat running from their foreheads. They were still remembered perfectly, arrogantly walking past him in the restaurant entrance while Zhong Wei mocked him as a peasant.
Yunlong didn't hold back and started his short story, which caused Xiao Xun to stare at the noble youngsters with a piercing cold gaze.
"Where is he..?" Xiao Xun asked while looking around for Zhong Wei, who couldn't be seen anywhere in the room.
"Ah, don't worry about that guy, I had already given him a beating." Yunlong cleared Xiao Xun's confusion.
"WHO DARE TO HURT MY SON!" A loud man's voice roared from the outside.
A tall man with silky brown hair stood in front of the restaurant with a red angry face.
"Wei!" He said when noticing a familiar young man lay on the ground with a bloodied head and approached him with a worried expression.
"Zhong Li." Xiao Xun said while looking at the brown-haired man.
(An: No Pun was intended, Seriously)
"He's Zhong's family head." He added, which caused the noble youngsters around him to be overjoyed because they could safely walk out of this situation.
One young lady lifted her body and hurriedly ran toward the hole with a smirk on her face. "Zhong's family head, I know the person who injured Zhong Wei!" She shouted.
Zhong Li, who heard this, immediately raised his gaze to the seventh floor and noticed a giant hole in the wall, which was probably where his son fell from.
"Where is that bastard...!" Zhong Li shouted while releasing a furious huff, which caused the young noble lady to smirk even widened.
"He's here!" The young noble lady swiftly answered but she suddenly felt a sharp chill in her neck.
"Kyaa!"
"Xiaoyu, stop." Yunlong calmly instructed while looking at Chu Xiaoyu, who had pointed her icy sword toward this noble lady.
The icy sword grazed the noble lady's neck a little and her whole body felt like it was submerged inside of a cold lake.
"..." Chu Xiaoyu gripped her sword handle and looked at the noble lady with a stoic expression.
Zhong Li jumped up from the ground and looked at the seventh floor with a furious expression.
He landed on the seventh floor and noticed the girl, who noticed him about his son's attacker, was being pointed with a sword by a young maid.
"A fly..." Chu Xiaoyu silently commented while looking at Zhong Li.
Twitch!
"Me? A fly?!" Zhong Li coldly gazed at Chu Xiaoyu like he wanted to kill her.
He had never been insulted like that in his whole life, which caused him to become angrier than before.
"Martial Soul Possession..." Zhong Li muttered and his whole body swelled up like his son a few minutes ago, while thick crocodile skins covered his body.
"You Are Courting Death!" He roared while five spirit rings were floating around him.
'Ah, that classic line..?' Yunlong suddenly thought.
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