"You, you people!"
In terms of background alone, Meng Yiran was far inferior to Wu Qi.
Trying to threaten him like this would only bring humiliation upon herself.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and leave. Do you want us to invite you to dinner?" Huo Wu snapped.
Meng Yiran's expression darkened. Faced with the hostile looks of the Seven Treasure Team, she instinctively took a step backward.
Suddenly, an aged voice rang out.
"Sharp-tongued little girl. Your grandfather, Huo Lie, wouldn't dare speak to this old man like that."
The person who had arrived was none other than the Dragon Duke, Meng Shu.
Meng Yiran had no connection with Wu Qi, so there was little chance that she could successfully invite him.
Meng Shu had originally planned to wait until Meng Yiran failed and then personally extend the invitation.
He had assumed that Wu Qi would have no choice but to accept an invitation from a powerful Spirit Master like himself.
Who could have expected the members of the Seven Treasure Team to be so united, with each of them possessing an intimidating background?
"Senior Dragon Duke, if you're relying on your age to throw your weight around, I'm afraid you'll only make yourself a laughingstock."
Even a good-natured person had a limit to their patience.
Besides, Wu Qi had never intended to deal with them in the first place. Since Meng Shu insisted on forcing himself into the situation, Wu Qi saw no reason to hold back.
Meng Shu's expression visibly darkened.
"Boy, do you know who you're talking to?"
"I merely wanted to invite you for a cup of tea, yet this is how you treat me? Didn't your elders teach you to show some humility when speaking to your seniors?"
Changkong sneered.
"My grandfather always told me that when dealing with shameless people, there's no need to show them any respect."
"What? Does Senior Meng Shu want to test himself against my grandfather?"
No one knew who Changkong's grandfather was, but Chen Ping watched the scene with schadenfreude.
Both the Title Douluo Thousand Jun and Title Douluo Subduing Demon were Changkong's grandfathers, and the latter had never suffered a defeat on the continent.
Just those names alone were enough to demonstrate how formidable they were.
"Grandfather, why are you wasting your breath on them? They clearly don't take you seriously. They even insulted me."
Meng Yiran pointed at Huo Wu as though demanding that her grandfather punish her.
Huo Wu folded her arms across her chest, completely dismissive.
If Meng Yiran was dissatisfied, she could simply challenge her directly.
Someone without the strength to stand on their own and who could only rely on their elders would never become a true powerhouse.
Meng Shu had no fear of exchanging verbal insults with them. But if he actually attacked a member of the Seven Treasure Team, it would undoubtedly amount to slapping the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan in the face.
The Upper Three Clans cared deeply about their reputation. If he offended the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Ning Rongrong's earlier warning would certainly become reality.
However, as a senior figure in the Spirit Master world, if he allowed several juniors to humiliate him without even responding, he would inevitably become a laughingstock afterward.
After considering this, Meng Shu decided to intimidate them.
At the very least, he wanted them to back down.
"I originally intended to speak with you properly, but all I've received in return are repeated provocations. Do you really think this old man has such a good temper?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the oppressive force of a Spirit Douluo descended upon the members of the Seven Treasure Team.
Unexpectedly, none of them showed the slightest reaction.
"Say, what's with that constipated expression? Are you feeling unwell? Don't end up soiling your pants and losing the last bit of dignity you have left."
Changkong continued mocking him right to his face.
His confidence came from Wu Qi, who clearly had nothing to fear.
Wu Qi never did anything without being certain of the outcome. Changkong assumed that a powerful expert must be accompanying them.
Of course, such behavior was not particularly appropriate, but given the situation, Wu Qi simply chose not to lecture him.
Meng Shu was initially puzzled.
Then his expression suddenly froze.
Behind him, a pair of cold, serpentine eyes were fixed on his every movement.
It was as though if he had shown even the slightest killing intent just now, he would have been the one lying in a pool of blood.
"I've merely been out of the spotlight for a few years. Has the continent already forgotten my reputation?"
Dugu Bo's figure slowly emerged, nine Spirit Rings shining beneath his feet as an overwhelming pressure filled the area.
With a Titled Douluo appearing among the spectators and seemingly preparing to fight, the Great Spirit Arena immediately stopped the match and began evacuating the audience.
"Dugu Bo, what does this have to do with you? I merely—"
Before Meng Shu could finish, a powerful pressure crashed down upon him, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Wu Qi is my brother. If he suffers even the slightest injury, I'll wipe out your entire clan. Do you understand?"
Arrogant, ruthless, and merciless when killing that was Dugu Bo's reputation.
Except when he was around Wu Qi and the others, where he behaved relatively casually, he had always dealt with his enemies without mercy.
There was no reason to doubt Dugu Bo. If he said he would do something, he had always been capable of following through.
In that sense, he was actually a man who kept his word.
Meng Shu was terrified and hurriedly explained, "Senior Dugu, you've misunderstood. How could I possibly hurt him?"
Dugu Bo glanced at him.
"Keep your granddaughter under control. If she provokes me again, you know what the consequences will be!"
With that, he slightly withdrew his oppressive aura.
Meng Shu felt as though he had been pardoned and hurriedly left with Meng Yiran.
"That's enough. Nothing else happened, so let's head back for today. After making such a scene, the Great Spirit Arena will probably hold a grudge against you."
Before leaving, Wu Qi glared at Changkong.
"You're the one who talks too much. If they really hold a grudge against us, you'll be the one suffering for it."
Changkong certainly had the confidence to act that way. After all, he had been born into a powerful family.
Of course, he had not been the one to provoke them in the first place. When dealing with shameless people, the more you tolerated them, the more they would take advantage of you.
After giving a few instructions, Wu Qi caught up with Dugu Bo.
In a secluded corner outside the Great Spirit Arena, Dugu Bo smiled.
"With my warning, that old Meng Shu won't dare trouble you again for a long time. But you still need to be careful. It's easy to defend against attacks you can see, but difficult to guard against attacks from the shadows."
Meng Shu was the type who had the intention but lacked the courage to act.
He indeed wouldn't dare attack Wu Qi directly, but that didn't mean he wouldn't secretly cause trouble.
After all, Chao Tianxiang was ruthless in the way she handled things. Even without Meng Shu's involvement, she would most likely still take action.
Wu Qi nodded firmly.
"Regardless, I still have to thank you this time."
Dugu Bo didn't take it seriously. Compared with this small favor, his family's debt to Wu Qi was far greater.
As for Meng Yiran, in Dugu Bo's eyes, if the Unrivaled Dragon-Snake couple continued allowing her to act this way, they would eventually bring disaster upon their own clan.
In the past, Dugu Yan had also been willful, but when something happened, she rarely used his name to intimidate others. Most of the time, she handled matters herself.
Meng Yiran, however, would bring up Meng Shu whenever things didn't go her way.
If the powerful figures backing Wu Qi and Changkong had been present tonight, the Longshe Clan might already have been wiped out.
Meanwhile, after being threatened by Dugu Bo, Meng Yiran was extremely displeased.
"Grandfather, Dugu Bo is the weakest among the Titled Douluo. With your strength and Grandmother's, you should have no trouble teaching him a lesson. Why did you back down?"
Meng Shu sighed repeatedly.
The Martial Spirit Fusion Skill possessed by him and his wife was said to be comparable to a Titled Douluo, but that was only what people claimed.
Meng Shu knew very well that their Martial Spirit Fusion Skill could deal with a peak Spirit Douluo.
But against a Titled Douluo, even a Level 91 Titled Douluo, they would have absolutely no chance of winning.
Not to mention Dugu Bo's terrifying poison abilities. He could easily wipe out their entire clan.
Nearby, Chao Tianxiang was completely confused by the conversation and could not help asking, "Old man, what exactly happened?"
"You went to invite someone, so how did you end up offending that old Poison Douluo?"
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