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Though night had fallen deep, the streets of Soto City were still bustling with activity. Tang Chuan and Xiao Rui'er had just finished browsing the Night Market, still holding several snacks in their hands.
The two chatted and laughed, strolling leisurely along the flagstone path towards their hotel. However, they had just turned a street corner when a somewhat abrupt figure appeared directly in the middle of the road ahead.
It was a woman dressed in luxurious attire, wearing a purple gown adorned with over a hundred red, blue, and gold gemstones, a Nine-Curved Purple Gold Crown on her head, and a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless jewels in her hand.
Her skin was fair, and her face was almost perfectly beautiful. Even Xiao Rui'er felt a surge of envy the moment she first saw her.
"This attire? Could she beâŠ" Tang Chuan's steps faltered slightly, and he instantly froze in place. Past memories churned in his mind. Through his memories from his previous life, he recognized these two at first glance: Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall, and Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan. He was about to observe the purple-clad woman's intentions when suddenly, a dazzling golden light flashed across the sky, plummeting like a meteor.
The next second, a golden figure landed steadily beside the purple-clad woman. It was a man in golden armor, his skin looking as delicate as a baby's, and his enchanting appearance gave off a unique feeling. If it weren't for the Adam's apple on his neck, no one would think he was a man.
Glancing at the two people in front, Xiao Rui'er's expression also subtly changed. "Do you know these two? It looks like⊠they might be looking for you?" she softly asked, her eyes filled with a mix of confusion and unease.
Upon hearing this, Tang Chuan and Xiao Rui'er were both stunned. A hint of surprise flashed in both their eyes, and they even subconsciously exchanged glances, their eyes filled with bewilderment.
"You are Tang San?" Bibi Dong heard this and her gaze lingered on Tang Chuan and Xiao Rui'er for a moment, as if weighing the truth of the matter. In the end, she merely nodded slightly.
However, Tang Chuan's reaction was much faster than Xiao Rui'er's. His mind raced, and he understood almost instantly. With a normal expression, he took a step forward, bowed slightly, and said in a steady and calm voice, "Your Excellency, you must have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Xiao Yan, not Tang San."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed slightly, and she said coldly, "How do you prove it?"
Tang Chuan expressionlessly took out his Spirit Master's handbook from the spirit tool he carried with him. The handbook was not made of paper or cloth, but a palm-sized metal plate. This seemingly authentic Spirit Master's handbook was actually a fake identity meticulously forged by Tang Chuan, who spent a considerable sum to bribe a low-level deacon of the Spirit Hall. Without saying more, he merely flicked his wrist and tossed the handbook steadily towards Bibi Dong.
Receiving the cool metal plate, Bibi Dong carefully looked at it. The first thing that caught her eye was the small print at the top: Name: Xiao Yan, Gender: Male, Born in Douluo Calendar 2631, Registered in Silves City, Spirit: Blue Silver Grass! She began to look at the text below, and finally realized that the blue-clad youth in front of her did not seem to be the person she was looking for. Seeing these lines of text, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Just then, Bibi Dong suddenly took a step forward, and the scepter in her hand struck the ground with a clang, emitting a crisp and heavy echo. "Xiao Yan? He's not Tang San?" she asked coldly.
The pressure assailed him, but Tang Chuan's expression remained as calm as water, without the slightest hint of panic. He merely narrowed his eyes, and even the smile on his face did not disappear. However, the spirit power within his body began to circulate like a surging river. This was to prevent himself from being targeted by the Spirit Hall too early.
"Rui'er, these two are very powerful," Tang Chuan conveyed through spirit power transmission. "They might make a move against me today. If anything happens later, we will immediately use our Martial Soul Fusion Skill, then turn around and run in separate directions. We must give it our all, understand?"
"Mhm." Hearing this, Xiao Rui'er nodded slightly, a hint of killing intent flashing in her eyes.
However, neither Bibi Dong nor Chrysanthemum Douluo had ever imagined this. "Could it be?" Chrysanthemum Douluo, seeing that Bibi Dong did not immediately respond, cast her gaze upon the emblems on Tang Chuan and Xiao Rui'er's chests, which were golden swans, and continued to add, "Your Excellency, the Douluo Continent is vast and full of wonders. It is quite normal for two people to look similar."
"Your Excellency, please look," he continued. "The emblems on these two people's chests clearly indicate they are from Heaven Dou Royal Academy, while the Tang San we are looking for is from Shrek Academy. It must be a mistake in identification."
"Then I must have been mistaken," Bibi Dong said after hearing Chrysanthemum Douluo's words. Her gaze slowly shifted to the swan emblems on Tang Chuan and Xiao Rui'er's chests, and only then did she nod, as if completely giving up hope.
She gently tossed the Spirit Master's handbook back to Tang Chuan, then said to Chrysanthemum Douluo beside her, "He is not Tang San, but why does he look so similar to the Tang San in the painting?" Immediately, she asked again, "Do you know anyone named Tang San in Soto City recently?"
Hearing this, Tang Chuan paused for a moment, then slightly cupped his hands, about to say he didn't know, but Xiao Rui'er beside him answered first. "Tang San? Oh, I know him," she said. "We just fought him in the Fighting Soul Arena today.
He seems to be eating at the Soto Grand Hotel not far from here right now." These words were like a sudden clap of thunder, instantly solidifying the already tense atmosphere. After all that, they weren't here for him, but for Tang San.
Chrysanthemum Douluo, seeing this, said in a soft, alluring voice, "Your Excellency, before we came, I heard Old Ghost say that when he went to the Soto Great Spirit Arena to inquire about news not long ago, he did find a Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master named Xiao Yan participating in a fighting soul match, with spirit power around level thirty.
It looks like it should be him." Hearing this, Tang Chuan did not speak. He merely narrowed his eyes, and even the smile on his face did not disappear. However, the spirit power within his body began to circulate like a surging river.