Not long after, they were going to leave again.
Back to Martial Soul Hall.
Pope Bibi Dong from the Martial Soul Hall was still waiting for their messages.
"All right, we can have another good match when we have time," Tang San said.
"I have never admitted defeat to you, just you wait," Chrysanthemum Douluo said in an effeminate voice.
Actually, Chrysanthemum Douluo hadn't lost either; they had only tied!
He was an Elder of Martial Soul Hall and also a level-95 Titled Douluo.
So naturally, he wouldn't be lacking.
Strength was there for all to see.
Yet every time he compared his fights with Ye Feng, he was always surprised beyond belief.
Not to mention, the strength of a Soul Sage with over seventy levels of Soul Power is also quite outstanding.
"Ye Feng, we're leaving," said Qian Renxue at that moment.
Her gaze lingered on Ye Feng, full of reluctance.
"His Highness the Prince, take care. We can make another appointment when we have time," Ye Feng said with a smile.
In an instant, Qian Renxue reverted to her original appearance, dressed as a man.
The persona of His Highness the Prince.
Then they turned and left.
Gradually, the two figures disappeared from Ye Feng's sight.
Ye Feng then walked in another direction.
He had already planned where he would go next.
"He's so handsome. His noble demeanor and compelling appearance are not masked by the chilling killing intent that emanates from him," said a woman at that moment.
Ye Feng arrived on the street.
The passing girls couldn't help but take several glances as he walked past them.
Even the old men by the roadside turned to look in Ye Feng's direction.
The boy's appearance was indeed striking.
Ye Feng, with an aloof expression, looked back at them.
Wherever he went, people couldn't help but take another look at him.
Suddenly, Ye Feng cast a frightening glance over his shoulder.
On seeing this, the people's gazes turned evasive.
They never imagined he would look back with such a serious expression.
The crowd realized he was not someone to mess with!
So they quickly scuttled away, not daring to stare any longer, for fear of losing their lives!
"Ye Feng."
A deep voice called out.
Ye Feng!
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment.
He had just seen off His Highness the Prince from Martial Soul Hall; who could be looking for him now?
Ye Feng turned to look around.
There was no one familiar behind him. Could it have been an auditory illusion?
"Old Peel?"
Old Peel!
The voice called out again.
With the sound growing stronger, Ye Feng looked around once more.
It turned out to be Old Poison!
"Old Poison, what are you doing here?" Ye Feng asked.
"Since when do I have to report my comings and goings to you? I, Old Poison, went to watch the competition, not to take part in it, unlike you. Naturally, I don't come and go with the others," said Du Gubo to Ye Feng.
Indeed, this is what he had said.
"Old Poison, I just don't quite understand why you would go to Hell Slaughter City. You say it was to watch the fights, but I find that hard to believe. Come on, spill the beans," Ye Feng pressed.
Actually, he had understood for quite a while why Old Poison had gone there—to see how Ye Feng handled different opponents and their tactics.
It's as simple as wanting to watch Ye Feng's match!
But Old Poison sought unreasonable excuses, never spoke the truth, and even confused Ye Feng.
"Ah, that's hardly necessary."
"Old Flayer, do you feel that your Soul Power has improved since entering Slaughter City? Do you feel stronger than before?"
"Anyone who can make it out of Hell Road is extraordinary, not to mention you've fought with Tang Hao a few times. You've managed to escape from him time and again."
"This shows that your potential is strong. You are the youngest Soul Sage I have ever seen among Soul Masters, and honestly, you're tens of thousands of times stronger than my granddaughter Yen'er."
Old Poison praised him earnestly.
What's gotten into him today?
He was actually lavishing praise on Ye Feng!
Ye Feng looked utterly bewildered.
"Old Poison, now that you finally admit I'm the most formidable Soul Sage, why didn't you say it sooner?"
He felt that Old Poison was somewhat different from before, actually saying such things in front of him.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I'm hungry, shall we go eat something together?"
Ye Feng said to him.
He hadn't felt full after eating the rabbit meat with Qian Renxue, mainly because Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly appeared and then generously gave him a whole rabbit.
Now that he hadn't satisfied his hunger, and the chance meeting with Old Poison presented an opportunity to have a good meal together.
"Old Poison, isn't it your turn to treat today? As an elder, you should treat me to a meal, right?"
At this moment, Ye Feng was smiling at him with a grin.
Old Poison's mouth twitched.
He remained silent.
He strode forward, with Ye Feng following behind him.
Meanwhile, Tang San.
"Moon Pavilion!"
"Father, is this the place you spoke of?"
Tang San asked with a puzzled tone.
He didn't understand why his father brought him here!
"I'm sorry gentlemen, but Moon Pavilion does not welcome those who are not properly dressed."
The doorman spoke dismissively.
With an air of looking down on others.
This father and son pair looked poor and contemptible in the eyes of others.
"You better step aside, or don't blame me for not warning you."
His voice was full of killing intent!
Tang San said with an angry stance.
He hated being looked down on by others, including his own father!
"Hiss—"
"What a strong aura, something I've never seen before, it's my first time."
Ye Feng released a strong aura.
The doorman was so frightened that he scurried into a corner.
What a cowardly doorman!
With such little courage, and he still wants to be a guardian deity!
Ridiculous!
So, Tang San and his father walked inside.
"Tell Yuehua, when the moon waxes and wanes, a familiar face arrives."
Tang Hao spoke.
"A visitor has come, please wait a moment," the woman replied.
Suddenly, a group of people approached from behind them.
It's very likely that they were Moon Pavilion's stewards.
"Steward Aude, it's them, looking for the Lady," said the woman.
Indeed, the man was the Moon Pavilion's steward as suspected.
"I'm sorry, gentlemen, Moon Pavilion only welcomes distinguished guests. Please leave, this place does not welcome you, nor is it a place you can come. Go back where you came from," Steward Aude said to them.
"You judge people too superficially. Aren't you afraid I will kill you?"
Tang Hao spoke with a heavy tone.
Steward Aude looked at him, his face filled with astonished disbelief.
This old man had a fierce temper; he just didn't understand his purpose for coming here!
In an instant, the atmosphere tensed up.
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