NABC Chapter 93 Wang Dong hiding on the opposite side
Chapter 93 Wang Dong hiding on the opposite side
Watching Yan Feng push open the door and leave, Lu Genggeng laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Yan Feng is such a coward. He ran away as soon as the plan was mentioned. What a coward!"
Xue Bing, however, fell silent. He knew Yan Feng's character well, and that subtle wariness he had just displayed was definitely not feigned.
This provocative plan wasn't Xue Bing's own idea; it was supported by several elders and retainers who were dissatisfied with Tang Wulin. Therefore, he decided to take the risk and participate. But now it seems that Yan Feng knows some secrets.
Thinking of the various rumors surrounding that holy son, Xue Bing took a sip of tea with some unease.
Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open with a bang, and the next moment, a pink and blue figure rushed in and ran to their table with lightning speed.
The next moment, a little angel in white rang out, "Excuse me! Be quiet! Oh, and could I borrow that?"
The next moment, the white figure reached out and draped the Holy Spirit Cult cloak that Xue Bing had taken out over his own body, covering his light blue hair, and then pressed himself tightly against the table.
The next moment, the sunlight at the entrance suddenly dimmed, and a large group of people rushed into the teahouse.
Then Wang Dagang walked in with a serious expression, followed by a stern voice.
"Tang Wulin, where are you? Stop hiding from us. We don't know why you dyed your hair, and we don't know why you developed a mental illness. It's probably because of the bad guys who kidnapped you that you lost a large part of your memory."
No matter how you disguise yourself, I can recognize you at a glance. My ability to judge people is unparalleled, and my spiritual connection with you is incredibly profound. Even if you changed your entire face, I could still sense that you are my disciple! This is the power of spiritual connection! I have already sensed it through the power of my soul! You are undoubtedly my disciple!
Xue Bing glanced at the figure in front of him, and seeing that the person did not move, he turned to look at Wang Dagang.
All that could be heard was Wang Dagang shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Tang Wulin! Where are you?! Look! What your master has prepared for you!"
Immediately, Wang Dagang turned around, took a large pot from the soldier behind him, and said:
"Tang Wulin! Come out quickly! To welcome you, your master has already stewed my Three Cannons! I even put your favorite Ten Heavenly Bamboo in it! Oh, and I also found your favorite Silver Dragon Mother from when you were little! Look! Look, look!"
The next moment, Wang Dagang put the large pot aside and held up a large pillow with some popular patterns on it.
Wang Dong secretly glanced up and saw what the man was holding. He immediately turned back with an expression of disapproval, and then met Xue Bing's complicated gaze.
Wang Dong's eyes widened immediately, but his expression clearly said, "You believe it?" Xue Bing shook his head with a complicated expression, his eyes conveying, "I'm pretending not to believe it."
Wang Dong turned his head away speechlessly, as if to say, "Believe it or not."
Beside him, the clueless Lu Genggeng scratched his head and suddenly pointed at Wang Dong, saying, "Hey! That one over there! Isn't she the one you're looking for?!"
Wang Dong froze instantly, not daring to even breathe. Xue Bing, seeing this, sensed something was amiss and was about to intervene when Wang Dagang, expressionless, looked at Lu Genggeng, then suddenly pointed at her and said:
"Sir! A spirit beast has appeared in the teahouse! You must take it down!"
"What?!" Lu Genggeng was furious. He slammed his hand on the table, and three spirit rings appeared beneath his feet. His body grew huge and decayed, and he charged towards Wang Dagang and his group.
Upon seeing this, the soldiers were immediately terrified and screamed in panic, shoving and pushing each other as they ran out of the teahouse.
Without a word, Lu Genggeng chased after him, shouting and yelling, interspersed with Wang Dagang's desperate cries: "Hey! Hold the big pot tight! Don't spill my three cannons!"
As the sounds faded into the distance, and the teahouse gradually quieted down, people spontaneously began discussing the incident that had just occurred.
At first, when Xue Bing saw Lu Genggeng release her soul ring and chase after her, he felt something was wrong. He was about to get up and chase after her to stop her when he suddenly caught sight of Wang Dong looking up and secretly glancing in that direction. He suddenly remembered the name that Wang Dagang had been calling and was startled.
"Tang Wulin? Could she be the legendary one?"
Upon closer inspection, Xue Bing immediately recalled that this was the face he had seen in a photograph years ago! Although it was taken unintentionally and the photo was somewhat blurry, the two faces were clearly identical! Undeniably so! That idiot who suddenly barged in just now said that His Highness the Holy Son had dyed his hair, and he was right. A simple yet elaborate disguise, but it couldn't fool my eyes.
Speaking of which, this was quite an impressive debut, creating a grand scene. Ban Renxue subtly and quietly infiltrated my business. No wonder Yan Feng was in such a hurry to leave. He had barely left when His Highness the Holy Son arrived. Did Yan Feng really know something, so he ran away in advance?
But what exactly does he know? His Highness the Holy Son suddenly appeared beside me—was that also part of her scheme?
However, Xue Bing still dared not be certain of his suspicions, so he decided to test the waters. Thinking this, Xue Bing became cautious, returned to his seat, and a standard smile of a demonic soul master appeared on his lips as he said:
"Holy, cough cough, young master, you've come at just the right time. Are you here now because you're worried about my work and have come to check on the progress?"
Across from her, Wang Dong had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard those words. She was quite puzzled. Hearing the other person call her "Young Master," she assumed they were from the Haotian Sect. So she tilted her head and asked curiously, "Eh? Do I know you?"
Looking into Wang Dong's pure and shining eyes, Xue Bing immediately felt a sense of vigilance and thought to himself:
"If His Highness's innocent gaze is just an act, then I should reassess his level of threat."
Just as Xue Bing was about to speak, the door was suddenly pushed open again. After seeing who was outside, Wang Dong quickly sat back down and buried his head.
Outside the door, the master returned with a group of people. The master looked serious, and although his legs were trembling, he still pretended to be calm and said, "Phew! I almost died, but luckily that soul beast wasn't very strong."
Upon hearing this, Xue Bing was startled, thinking, "What happened? Could it be that the boil has been dried up? By him?"
Just as he was about to speak, a soldier on the other side said:
"That's right. Luckily, two students appeared halfway and stopped him for us. Speaking of which, that boy is really something. He's already driving on the Fourth Ring Road at such a young age!"
Those dragon claws! Lightning flashed and thunder roared! They looked incredibly powerful. But that soul beast was also ferocious; it injured the little girl next to it right away. Little Master, is it really okay for us to run back like this?"