Douluo Continent: Shrek Prince, Getting to the Root of the Matter

Chapter 91 Snow Emperor!

"Tell me, which of the Ten Ferocious Beasts are you in human form? You didn't expect this, did you? You hid it well, but you can fool others, not me."

The old man snorted coldly, his piercing gaze falling directly on Huo Yuhao's face.

He never expected that he would make such an amazing discovery just by watching the game as usual! He firmly believed that the aura on Huo Yuhao's body was something that a martial soul could not produce!

Huo Yuhao frowned and said, "Senior, although our academy is not well-known, it is not something to be trifled with. I still advise you not to make a mistake."

Clearly, Huo Yuhao mistook him for a rogue trying to freeload.

"Self-inflicted mistake?"

The old man stroked his beard and said arrogantly, "I am Cheng Gang, the Guardian Douluo of the Star Luo Empire. Even if I hadn't misunderstood you, so what if I had mistaken you for a 100,000-year-old soul beast and killed you?"

As he spoke, the old man took a few steps forward, his aura suddenly increasing, forcing Huo Yuhao to fall onto the sofa.

Huo Yuhao's pupils contracted, and before he could react, an old hand silently gripped his neck like a ghost.

Cheng Gang's eyes flashed with a murderous glint, as if he wanted to kill someone and take their bones!

Huo Yuhao hurriedly shouted anxiously in his mental sea, "Brother Tianmeng—Ice Emperor—"

boom!

Before the two soul beasts in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea could react, the door was suddenly kicked open from the outside!

The flying door slammed precisely into Cheng Gang's back!

"So that's why my brow has been twitching! It's because of you, Cheng Gang, you old good-for-nothing! Xu Jiawei is a complete idiot too! How could he let a moron like you become the Guardian Douluo!"

A mocking voice came from the doorway, and a young man dressed in black strolled into the room.

Cheng Gang turned his head away with a gloomy expression. His eyes were dark and his whole body was trembling, like a volcano about to erupt!

"You brat! Kneel down now, apologize, and kowtow three times, and I might leave you a whole corpse."

Upon hearing this, Yu Wudao leaned back, feigning fear, and said exaggeratedly, "A Title Douluo wants to kill me?! I'm so scared~"

Cheng Gang's forehead veins bulged, unable to tolerate the provocation any longer. He put down Huo Yuhao, turned around, and threw a punch at Yu Wudao!

Huo Yuhao looked terrified and quickly raised his hand to warn, "Brother Wudao—"

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish speaking, a tall, white figure appeared in front of Yu Wudao without warning. He raised a finger and steadily blocked Cheng Gang's fist without even stirring up a gust of wind.

Cheng Gang's pupils constricted as he looked at the somewhat familiar figure in front of him.

"You—you are—"

A slight ripple appeared on Moon's face.

"Oh? You know me?"

Cheng Gang felt a sudden chill run down his spine, and his clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He quickly withdrew his fist and knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Dragon—Your Majesty the Dragon God—I, I saw your portrait when you participated in the competition at the Star Luo Imperial Palace—I, I, I—"

His body trembled like a leaf, and large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead onto the floor.

Seeing this, Moon smiled and said, "Is that so? Then do you think my great-grandson looks like me?"

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Gang trembled as if struck by lightning.

"The great-great-grandson of the Dragon God Douluo! The person I was about to kill was actually the great-great-grandson of the Dragon God Douluo?!"

He froze for a moment. After a long silence, Mu En frowned, somewhat annoyed, and said, "I'll show you whether Wu Dao looks like me or not. Are you deaf?"

Cheng Gang was instantly jolted awake. He looked up at Yu Wudao's face.

Sharp eyebrows, slightly upturned eyes, a steep and straight nose, and thin lips—at first glance, he was almost identical to Moon beside him. However, some subtle details, along with the differences in their temperaments, created a completely different feeling at first glance.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Gang felt like slapping himself twice.

Why didn't you take a closer look at his face before you made a move?

"How is it? Does it look like it?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Gang forced a smile that was more like a grimace, and said in a trembling voice, "So alike! Your Majesty's grandson's features are exactly the same as Your Majesty's!"

"hehe----"

Hearing Cheng Gang's answer, Mu En was quite satisfied and chuckled softly.

Seeing Mu En's reaction, Cheng Gang also laughed awkwardly.

"Excellent, excellent! In that case, I'll trouble you to go down and speak to Wudao's grandfather about it!"

"What?!"

Before Cheng Gang could even finish speaking and react, he was pinned to the ground by a golden dragon claw that descended from the sky!

Then Mu En and Cheng Gang disappeared from the room.

Huo Yuhao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked Yu Wudao.

"Brother Wudao, thank you for saving me!"

Yu Wudao waved his hand and left Huo Yuhao's dormitory directly.

"Remember to have the hotel staff come and fix the door for you."

Moon's attack caused quite a commotion at the hotel, which caught the attention of the hotel management.

Thus, through Huo Yuhao's words, the news quickly reached the Star Luo Imperial Palace.

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Inside the palace.

"Bang!"

Xu Jiawei slammed his fist on the table, his face ashen.

"Damn it! That Cheng Gang! Of all times, he had to cause this mess at such a crucial moment!"

His expression changed several times before he finally sighed.

"Send that thing over ahead of schedule!"

The Heavenly Fiend Douluo standing to the side narrowed his pupils, but did not raise any objections. He simply responded and turned to leave.

"Bang!"

"Damn Cheng Gang! He's ruined all my plans!"

Xu Jiawei delivered another heavy punch, his face extremely grim.

He originally planned to bring this item out at the later auction to make a good impression before giving it to Yu Wudao, but Cheng Gang's commotion made him decide to give the gift away ahead of time in order to prevent a falling out between the two parties!

On the other side, Tian Sha Douluo was extremely efficient. In less than a minute, he appeared on the third floor of the Xingluo Hotel with a huge soul tool.

"Knock knock knock!"

He raised his hand and knocked on the iron gate in front of him three times.

About two or three seconds later, the door opened, and a dashing young man stood in the doorway, looking at the Heavenly Fiend Douluo with curiosity.

It was Yu Wudao.

"What is it?"

Tian Sha Douluo glanced at the Conferred God Platform beneath the Soul Guidance Shielding Device beside him.

This thing is too big to bring into the room, so he said, "His Majesty already knows about what happened before. To express his apology, His Majesty sent me to deliver a great gift to you, young friend!"

However, this matter is of great importance and must be discussed in person by His Majesty the Dragon God.

Following the gaze of the Heavenly Fiend Douluo, Yu Wudao peeked out and glanced to the right of the doorway.

With just one glance, his pupils contracted sharply, and he couldn't look away.

"This is—the Snow Empress!"