Douluo V: Daily Intelligence - I Want All of Tang San's Opportunities

Notting Branch of the Spirit Hall.

Sisi sat by the window, her gaze sweeping over the passersby outside, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She wore a newly tailored pale yellow dress today, and her hair was styled in a new way, making her look much more refined than usual.

Shi Zhenxiang sat opposite her, cracking sunflower seeds noisily in her hand, but her eyes kept darting around Sisi's face:

"Sisi, you don't know, but today Young Master Liu booked a private room on the second floor of Yuelai Restaurant. He said it was specially prepared for you. I heard that Yuelai Restaurant's fish sashimi is the best in Notting City, and one serving costs several gold soul coins."

Sisi pursed her lips, suppressing the satisfied look in her eyes, but said in a calm tone:

"He insisted on inviting me, and I couldn't refuse."

"Tch, you're just pretending." Shi Zhenxiang cracked a melon seed with a smile. "Young Master Liu is so attentive to you. He sends you things every few days. I saw that blood ginseng. Its quality is so good that even the owners of the old pharmacies in the city said it was excellent. You're a hundred times better off following him than following that Su Yuntao."

Upon hearing the name "Su Yuntao," Sisi paused slightly in her teacup, but quickly regained her composure, took a sip of tea, and remained silent.

Shi Zhenxiang, however, became even more enthusiastic:

"By the way, Sisi, speaking of Su Yuntao, have you seen him lately? I haven't seen him in the branch hall for the past two days. Do you think he's still out there helping you with that Holy Soul Village awakening quest?"

As she spoke, she couldn't help but chuckle:

"You think he'll get more attention just because he ran an errand for you? Dream on! Does he still think he's the son of a baron? His father is dead, he's not even eligible to inherit the title, he's dirt poor, and he still acts all high and mighty. How can he compare to Young Master Liu? Young Master Liu gives you a three-hundred-year-old blood ginseng, and what does he do? He even returned a broken jade hairpin to you. Doesn't he feel ashamed?"

Her delicate eyelashes fluttered, and she whispered:

"Xiangxiang, stop talking."

"I'm telling the truth."

Shi Zhenxiang slammed the sunflower seed shells on the table, her tone filled with undisguised schadenfreude:

"That Su Yuntao, he just doesn't know his place. He thinks he's some big shot. Just you wait, he'll get what's coming to him sooner or later."

Just then, the hall door was pushed open from the outside.

Two people walked in one after the other, with Qin Yan, the hall master of the Notting branch, walking in front.

His clothes were slightly wrinkled, and his face showed signs of fatigue from the long journey, but he was in excellent spirits.

Upon entering, Qin Yan stepped aside to make way for the center position, and gestured with his right hand as if inviting the other person in.

As the person behind him walked out, the temperature in the entire hall immediately dropped a few degrees.

He was a man wearing a dark gold robe, with a handsome face, and his exact age was impossible to discern.

He walked very lightly, almost silently, with his hands behind his back and his gaze casually sweeping across the hall. The oppressive aura emanating from him made everyone in the hall unconsciously tense up.

Sisi's fingers tightened slightly as she held the teacup.

Shi Zhenxiang immediately shut her mouth, still clutching the sunflower seed shells in her hand, not daring to put them down.

The deacons, who had been chatting in twos and threes, quickly quieted down and stood up.

Qin Yan looked around the center of the hall and asked:

"Where is Su Yuntao?"

Sisi hesitated for a moment, then put down her teacup and stood up:

"Palace Master, Su Yuntao... he should have gone to Holy Soul Village to help the children awaken their martial souls. He probably hasn't returned yet today."

Qin Yan frowned slightly:

"Didn't he come back the day before yesterday?"

This simple rhetorical question left Sisi speechless for a moment.

Shi Zhenxiang's eyes suddenly lit up. She immediately realized what those words meant: Su Yuntao had clearly completed his mission, but had not returned to report!

He slacked off and ran right under the boss's nose!

Although Shi Zhenxiang didn't know who the man in the dark gold robe was, someone who could command such respect from Qin Yan must be an extraordinary figure.

However, Su Yuntao was not at his post at this crucial moment, and was even questioned about it by the Palace Master in person...

Shi Zhenxiang could barely suppress the smile on her face.

This time, Su Yuntao has really messed up.

She suppressed the urge to gloat, subtly nudged Sisi with her elbow, and silently winked at her, her expression clearly saying:

"See, what did I tell you?"

Qin Yan ignored the two people's subtle movements, turned around and gave a slight bow to the man in the dark gold robe, his tone much more respectful than before:

"Lord Chrysanthemum Douluo, please wait a moment. Su Yuntao was the first person to handle Tang San's matter, so he knows the situation best. I'll have someone go and call him back now."

The man in the dark gold robe nodded slightly, his tone indifferent:

"No rush."

Qin Yan then turned around, his gaze falling on Sisi and Shi Zhenxiang:

"You two, go to Su Yuntao's house right now and call him back. Tell him that I said there's important business at the branch hall and he needs to come back immediately."

Sisi and Shi Zhenxiang nodded in agreement and got up to walk quickly outside.

After stepping outside the gate, Shi Zhenxiang took a few steps and finally couldn't hold back any longer, lowering her voice to say:

"Sisi, did you hear that? Su Yuntao returned the day before yesterday, but he hasn't come to report back yet! What is this if not slacking off? He's finished this time! The person standing next to Palace Master Qin is a big shot from Spirit City, a Title Douluo! Su Yuntao has run into a Title Douluo while slacking off, he's dead!"

Sisi didn't say anything, but just walked quickly forward with her head down, her expression much more complicated than before.

She knew she shouldn't feel this way, but for some reason, when she heard that Su Yuntao was going to be in trouble, she didn't feel the same sense of relief she had imagined.

Shi Zhenxiang was completely oblivious to her emotions, and excitedly whispered as she walked:

"Hurry up, let's go as soon as possible, don't keep Palace Master Qin waiting. I really want to see Su Yuntao's unfortunate look!"

The two hurried along, heading towards the baron's territory.

Su Yuntao had just closed his eyes and circulated his Xuan Tian Gong for a while when a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard:

"Su Yuntao! Su Yuntao! Get out here right now!"

The voice was shrill and urgent, with a hint of schadenfreude. Su Yuntao knew who it was as soon as he heard it.

He frowned, too lazy to get up, and remained seated on the bed.

A moment later, footsteps reached the courtyard, followed by Liu's voice:

"Ladies, who are you looking for?"

"We're looking for Su Yuntao! It's official business!"

Before Liu could ask any more questions, Shi Zhenxiang had already pushed open the door and peeked in, with Sisi following behind her.

Shi Zhenxiang had an expression of barely suppressed excitement on her face, while Sisi stood behind her with a complicated expression and her lips slightly pursed.