In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

"That's right. Everyone except Titan passed away peacefully."

Hiss... Lin Yan unconsciously gasped for breath.

Is it acceptable to wipe out an entire family?

Dugu Bo truly lives up to his name; he is ruthless and decisive, and is known for his expertise in wiping out entire families.

"Brother Dugu, well done."

Lin Yansi was generous with her praise.

She is not some saint. She has absolutely no mercy for those who offend her.

This is because he lacks the ability; otherwise, he would have done it himself.

Phew... this hurdle is finally over.

Dugu Bo let out a long sigh of relief. He'd gotten his comeuppance from the Titan Ape.

"Phew... I feel much better now. I didn't sleep all night and I'm still a bit sleepy. Please make yourself at home, Brother Dugu."

As Lin Yan spoke, she walked towards the bedroom.

"Mr. Lin, aren't you going to put this calligraphy away?"

Dugu Bo asked.

"Oh. It's no longer of any use. Take it if you like, brother."

Lin Yan said calmly.

It's no use anymore... Dugu Bo's heart trembled.

So the big boss made two preparations. If he fails, this inscription will likely appear at the gates of the Power Clan, where everyone will be slaughtered.

Now, with the Titan Ape's help, he has managed to complete the mission with difficulty, so he doesn't need this backup plan. Is this calligraphy a reward for himself?

Chapter Eighty-Eight: Who is Mr. Lin?

Thankfully, thankfully. Although the Titan Ape intervened, I ultimately did not disappoint the boss's expectations and completed the mission.

This reward is amazing!

Tears of emotion welled up in Dugu Bo's eyes. Indeed, working for a powerful figure comes with countless benefits.

With this calligraphy in hand, wouldn't I be able to do whatever I want?

Tang Hao, right? Weren't you going to beat me up? Next time I see you, I'll show you what cruelty is!

As a token of my gratitude, Titan Ape, I'll cover your bananas for this year.

Filled with excitement and brimming with terrifying murderous intent, Dugu Bo approached the painting step by step.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Finally, he arrived at the table, and then, with lightning speed, while the calligraphy wasn't paying attention, he 'whooshed' into the spatial soul tool.

Suddenly, I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.

This is not an exaggeration, but Lin Yan's calligraphy really put a lot of pressure on him. Before, a simple three-step walk felt like carrying a small mountain on his back.

The master's cultivation level is indeed beyond my reach. Even bearing the pressure from this calligraphy made him feel more tired than fighting an old chrysanthemum battle... No... I need to...

I need to get some highly toxic substances to replenish my body. I'm too weak.

With that thought in mind, Dugu Bo tiptoed out of Lin Yan's room.

Because I could already hear soft snoring in my ears.

Not long after Dugu Bo left.

A middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes hurriedly arrived at Lin Yan's door with another person.

"Your Majesty, the man Miss Rongrong brought is in this room. I'll go knock on the door now."

The middle-aged man in fine clothes was the manager of Qibaoju. As he made the suggestion, his hand had already unconsciously risen, about to land on the door.

But the sound that came from beside him made him freeze, as if he had been frozen in place.

"You dare!?"

And behind him was none other than Sword Douluo Wuyi. "Do you know who's inside?"

"Who is it? It's Miss's friend."

The manager was puzzled. He knew that Ning Rongrong had come over yesterday; after all, it was not unusual for her to invite friends over for lavish meals and drinks.

As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the person he respects most is undoubtedly its sect leader, Ning Fengzhi, and the people he admires most are undoubtedly Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo. But the person he reveres most is undoubtedly the Duke of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Lord, may you be glorious.

She's a total little devil, you can't mess with her.

Therefore, he rarely inquired about Ning Rongrong's affairs.

After all, the more you know, the faster you die, isn't that right?

In his opinion, this person should be no different from Ning Rongrong's previous friends.

He asked doubtfully, "Your Majesty, even if it was Miss's friend who summoned him, wouldn't that be unreasonable? After all, the banquet is only a few hours away, and if he doesn't go soon..."

That's enough.

"Do you know who the main character of today's banquet is?"

"Of course it's Princess Rongrong of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Isn't today her birthday banquet?" The steward was taken aback, not understanding why this esteemed person would ask such a question.

question.

Sword Douluo shook his head. "You're only half right. Today, the more important thing is to welcome Mr. Lin back."

"Wow, so that's how it is! Mr. Lin is amazing!"

The manager gasped. But then a question arose in his mind.

"Mr. Lin, does our Tiandou have such an important figure?"

He's a seventh-rank official in charge of the Prime Minister's gatekeeper. Don't let his position fool you; he's very respectful to Sword Douluo. But with the backing of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile, he's considered a big shot by many.

But who is this Mr. Lin?

I've never heard of that before.

"Hmph, Sect Leader Wang even praised your sharp eyesight. I think it's just that Old Yan is getting senile."

Sword Douluo snorted coldly. This was a hint.

What does this mean?

Guan was taken aback for a moment, then snapped out of it. "Mr. Lin wouldn't be... the one in the room, would he...?"

Sword Douluo said coldly, "Do you know that the sect leader originally wanted to come and invite Mr. Lin in person, but there are too many important figures from my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School today, so I asked him to stay and entertain them."

Now you know how much Mr. Lin weighs, right?

If it weren't for the fact that this manager had been so diligent and hardworking for so many years, he would have had him pack up and leave long ago. He didn't even bother to hint or remind him.

"Yes Yes."

The steward immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He never imagined that the young man inside would have such a terrifying identity.

Even the sect leader had to come personally to invite them.

It's truly terrifying.

"Your Majesty, then we..."

"Wait."

Hiss... The manager gasped again.

A dignified Sword Douluo, a top expert on the Douluo Continent, is actually guarding the door like a gatekeeper?

If this got out, it would probably shock everyone!

No.

If this were told to others, no one would believe it.

Even the emperor of the Heavenly Dou Star Luo didn't receive this treatment.

Lin Yan woke up just before sunset.

I have to say, not sleeping all night is really mentally taxing.

I'm still a bit tired even now.

Lin Yan pushed open the door, intending to take a walk to clear his head. But he was startled when he saw the two people outside the door.

"Hey, Senior Sword, what are you doing here? Have you been waiting for a long time?"

He thought of a possibility. He scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"No. I just arrived too."

Swordsman waved his hands repeatedly, as if he had just arrived.

Upon seeing this, the steward immediately lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Lin Yan.

I was utterly shocked.

Swordsman has been waiting here for at least five hours, yet he insists he just arrived. How humble is that?

You're not that kind of Swordsman.

Where's your face?

"So what brings you here? Hey, where's Rongrong? Hasn't she come back?"

Lin Yan glanced around slightly. Finding Ning Rongrong nowhere to be seen, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Actually, I'm not used to suddenly losing such a lovable little devil by my side.