Chapter 765 Slap in the Face! Brothers in Misery Complain!!_1
"Bang bang!"
"Our Min Clan announces our submission to Lord Luo Yu."
"Our Power Clan..."
"Command, break..."
One after another, the patriarchs of the four major families stood up and declared their submission to Luo Yu, to be temporarily managed by Bi Bidong.
After this series of maneuvers, everyone in Martial Soul Hall was left dumbfounded.
They had thought it was an invasion by foreign enemies, about to stir up a brutal storm of blood and gore.
But, what the hell, they came to submit?
What the heck?
Elders like Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghostly Douluo looked at each other in shock and bewilderment.
As for the lower-level deacons and the Silver Armored Knights, they were beyond stunned.
Qian Daoliu's face twitched uncontrollably.
No way.
How could this old geezer also submit to Luo Yu?
Damn, when on earth did this happen?
Qian Daoliu had thought that after he surrendered to Luo Yu, if Tang Chen was still alive and came to bother him again, he would certainly use his son-in-law's clout to get rid of the old man.
Who would have thought that the old man had also come to pledge his allegiance?
Damn it, just because you surrender fast enough, I can't trap you?
Right now, Qian Daoliu only felt extremely angry, not satisfied in the slightest.
Before long, he thought of the words he had just said to Bi Bidong and felt his old face flush with embarrassment.
As it turned out, was I the clown?
On her part, Bi Bidong graciously accepted the submission of Hao Tian Clan, nodding with dignity.
After leaving Luo Yu, she became the aloof Empress who wouldn't even speak more than necessary, a no-go zone for others.
Clearly, Tang Chen also didn't care about these formalities; he had already made up his mind to latch onto Luo Yu's big sturdy leg.
He winked suggestively towards a somber-faced Qian Daoliu beside him.
"Old Qian, I was just teasing you a moment ago; how could you take it seriously?" he said.
"Really sorry about that."
Sorry my ass!
Qian Daoliu almost couldn't help letting out a curse if not for the sake of maintaining his cool image in front of everyone in Martial Soul Hall.
He was itching to point at the old bastard and unleash a tirade.
Soon, everyone returned to Pope Hall.
Bi Bidong didn't neglect those who had come to pledge their loyalty; she ordered the servants to arrange accommodations for them and started preparing fine wine and dishes.
Qian Daoliu asked puzzledly:
"Bi Bidong, what exactly is Luo Yu aiming for? I remember him being indifferent to power before, so why does he suddenly want us to submit?"
Clearly, Bi Bidong wasn't inclined to reveal the man's true intentions.
"Don't ask what shouldn't be asked. If it's really unbearable, just go back to Douluo Divine Hall and continue your seclusion, worshipping your God of Angels," she retorted.
Qian Daoliu bared his teeth, saying, "Hey, why are you elbowing me out? You're the Female Pope of Martial Soul Hall and should take responsibility for the whole hall!"
Bi Bidong's phoenix eyes narrowed.
"Where I should elbow, I'm very clear on," she said with an edge.
Challenged, Qian Daoliu had no choice but to grin and bear it, lacking the courage to confront her aggressively.
"Then you all discuss it. I, as a guest elder, will take my leave!"
"No need to see you out."
The Female Pope then made meticulous arrangements, dispatching Soul Douluo powerhouses to subdue small sects led by Soul Sages.
She sent out Title Douluo to conquer those sects led by Soul Douluo.
After that, she wrote three letters to be delivered to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Tiandou Empire, and the Blue Electric Overlord Dragon Clan respectively, conveying Luo Yu's intentions.
Although the man had previously mentioned handling it himself, Bi Bidong preemptively deployed help upon hearing from Tang Chen that he had gone to the far northern lands.
She acted swiftly and decisively; since the man wanted to unify Douluo, she would help him achieve this goal as quickly as possible.
Once everything was arranged, Bi Bidong also hosted a banquet to honor the newly submissive Hao Tian Clan and the high-level members of the Four Subsidiary Sects.
She showed them the full respect they deserved.
Bi Bidong, having been in a high position for many years, was not only capable of thunderous actions but also wielded soft tactics.
She combined kindness with severity.
Tang Chen returned to his assigned room, and upon entering, he jumped in fright.
He found an additional figure on the bed.
Upon realizing who it was, he felt his entire being reels.
"You old fart, what are you doing on my bed at this late hour!!!" he exclaimed, face filled with fury.
Qian Daoliu stood up, his face set in a frown:
"You old thing, make yourself clear."
"Acting all high and mighty..."
Tang Chen sneered:
"Come on, out with it. Just like what?"
Qian Daoliu waved his hand.
"Enough, I'm not wasting my breath on this nonsense anymore."
"Now that both of us have surrendered to Luo Yu, we're people of the same faction."
"Sigh..."
Qian Daoliu paced to the window, pushed it open, and gazing out at the scenery, he sighed:
"I truly never expected, that us two old coots who've been fighting nearly our whole lives would have the chance to become allies."
Tang Chen nodded, sighing deeply:
"Yeah, I never saw this ending coming either. I thought it'd be a fight to the death, with neither of us able to overcome the other."
"Who would have thought that Luo Yu would be the one to put a full stop to our lifelong struggle."
Qian Daoliu turned around to say:
"If you look down on joining forces with me, you could've just declined to surrender, eh? Wouldn't it be good to continue our fight to the death?"
Tang Chen sneered:
"Do you think it's me being dumb or you being dumb?"
"Not surrender, and wait for death?"
Qian Daoliu replied resentfully:
"Weren't you all about pride? How come you surrendered too?"
"Heh."
Tang Chen glared as he spoke, "Pride be damned, even if it was a body of steel, wouldn't it still have to bend in front of Lord Luo Yu?"
"How much do you know about him?"
Qian Daoliu spoke slowly, "Doesn't his strength now already match ours and with boundless potential, his future achievements are unimaginable?"
"Pah."
"Match you and me?"
"You old coot sure have the gall to speak such words."
"Could you not include me when you're bragging? I really can't afford to carry that weight."
Tang Chen spoke rapidly, puffing up his beard and glaring:
"Do you have any idea what strength Lord Luo Yu possesses?"
Qian Daoliu looked at Tang Chen somewhat dumbfounded; he knew the temperament of his lifelong adversary.
What on earth did Luo Yu do to scare him into such a spineless state?
"What strength?"
Tang Chen was panting:
"He slaughtered a god in Slaughter City."
"A mighty deity, one on par with the God of Angels you pray to and worship every day!"
"What?"
Qian Daoliu was shocked, his mouth agape, utterly unable to believe what Tang Chen was saying.
It was as if a thunderbolt had struck through his mind.
Charred on the outside, tender on the inside.
"Old man, you're not joking, right? That's not a joke to make!"
"How... how did he do it?"
Tang Chen's eyes flickered with fear, and a deep sense of admiration.
"How would I know? Lord Luo Yu's power is profound and unfathomable; I can't even begin to guess."
After a good while of shock, Qian Daoliu finally began to assimilate the news.
The two gradually started chatting over the wine table.
During which, Tang Chen also began to air his grievances.
"Old buddy, we've been fighting all our lives, just for a woman. But did you know? Bossi has already been conquered by Lord Luo Yu."
Tang Chen, with tears and snot mixed on his face, spoke of the bitterness in his heart, the lonely life of a defeated suitor.
At the mention of this, Qian Daoliu also felt a pang in his nose.
"Damn!"
"I know, how could I not know!"
"I freaking knew it a long time ago, alright!"