"Old Peel, don't you doubt it, I, Du Gu Bo, still have that ability!"
At that moment, Du Gu Bo assumed a rather smug posture as he spoke to Ye Feng.
Being a Titled Douluo himself granted him a certain amount of prestige, after all, there weren't that many Titled Douluos on the Continent, and certainly, not many of them were as miserable as he was, having to work here of all places.
What kind of life was this? These past few days had nearly shattered his old bones.
"Really, you Old Poison can handle so much, since you're so capable, I'll let Zhu Qing take a few days' leave with me first, after all, capable people should do more work, right?"
Ye Feng turned himself into the evil capitalist boss.
"???"
After hearing this, Du Gu Bo gave Ye Feng a look full of confusion.
Capable people should do more work?
What the hell kind of logic is that?
"Young Master Ye, don't scare Senior Du Gu Bo," Zhu Zhuqing chimed in.
She knew just how busy Qingfeng Tower could be.
Seeing that Senior Du Gu Bo had been able to keep up for so long made her feel quite relieved.
After all, this wasn't Du Gu Bo's expertise.
"Haha, hear that? Zhuqing, this girl, is so sensible, nothing like you, Old Peel, who is always thinking about how to skin others alive!"
Hearing Zhu Zhuqing helping him out, Du Gu Bo turned to Ye Feng with a look of disgruntlement.
"Tch~"
Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders.
"Right, Old Peel, I have something I want to discuss with you alone."
Suddenly, it seemed Du Gu Bo remembered something important.
"What is it??"
Ye Feng looked puzzled when he heard this.
What could Old Poison possibly want to discuss with him privately?
"You two can chat here slowly; I just got back, so I'll go check in downstairs first," Zhu Zhuqing said at the same time.
Then she just left.
If what Du Gu Bo was about to discuss was something she was permitted to hear, he wouldn't have used the word "alone."
Since he did, there was no need for her to stay here.
Watching Zhu Zhuqing's retreating figure, Du Gu Bo looked quite pleased.
He had to admit, the girl knew how to conduct herself and handle matters.
Compared to his granddaughter, she really was better in every aspect.
Whether it was stature, appearance, temperament, or social manners.
That's what Du Gu Bo thought to himself.
If only Yen'er could learn half of what this girl knew, he would be satisfied.
But unfortunately, that seemed very unlikely.
"Old Poison, out with it already. With all this secrecy, someone might think you're plotting to overthrow Martial Soul Hall and kill Tang Hao."
Ye Feng sat back in his seat.
His tone and posture indicated that he was half-joking.
"Sss—, are you trying to get me killed, Old Peel?!"
Hearing Ye Feng say that, Du Gu Bo's eyes narrowed dramatically.
What a bold statement.
Killing Tang Hao, overthrowing Martial Soul Hall!!
How could this damned Flayer utter such insane words!
Last time, he almost got killed by Tang Hao.
And Martial Soul Hall was the largest Soul Power organization in the world.
It was madness!!
"So what is it you want to do!"
Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders.
Seeing Old Poison's agitated state was both amusing and infuriating!
It was funny how a Titled Douluo could be so frightened, just the mention of these names made him unbearably nervous.
It was irritating because as the spokesperson for Qingfeng Tower, shouldn't a Titled Douluo have some pride?
What about Tang Hao? Can't he be beaten?
And what about Martial Soul Hall?
Can't we take it down?
For sure we can!
"I wanted to ask you about your plans for participating in the Continent's Senior Soul Master competition."
Du Gu Bo finally said to Ye Feng.
"My plans for participating in the Continent's Senior Soul Master competition?"
Upon hearing that, Ye Feng's eyes filled with confusion.
What exactly was Old Poison getting at?
"Are you aiming to take the first place?"
Du Gu Bo asked Ye Feng, his eyes revealing deep concern.
In fact, he had wanted to ask this for some time but hadn't found the right opportunity. Now that Ye Feng had come over, he decided to clarify this doubt in his mind.
"Nonsense, if I'm not aiming for first place, why would I even participate? What's with you today, Old Poison, acting like there's something on your mind?"
Ye Feng asked in return.
He couldn't figure out what Old Poison was up to.
"I advise you not to go for first place," Du Gu Bo said after a moment's thought.
"Advise me not to go for first place??"
Ye Feng was baffled.
What had gotten into Old Poison today, to say such a thing?
"Do you know what the reward for winning the final of the Continent's Senior Soul Master Elite Competition really is?" Du Gu Bo asked Ye Feng.
He sighed inwardly. If Old Peel didn't have the capacity to win the championship, he wouldn't bother advising him, but now that Ye Feng indeed had that ability, Du Gu Bo couldn't help being worried.
Those rewards were meant for Martial Soul Hall's chosen ones.
If Ye Feng went after their cake, it would only bring endless trouble later!
"Soul bone?"
Ye Feng ventured.
If he remembered correctly, the reward from Martial Soul Hall was three Soul Bones.
The first was a flame type.
The second was a speed type.