Douluo: I can hear Qian Renxue's voice

Bibi Dong left, leaving only a confused Hu Liena.

Hu Liena sat blankly on the edge of the bed, still thinking about what Bibi Dong had said before.

"Nana, if Xue Beng can win the championship in the Soul Master Competition this time, the teacher will accept him as his disciple in front of everyone."

"Don't worry, if he can really do it, it is a sure thing that he will become my apprentice."

"After he becomes my disciple, I want to remind you to keep a distance from him."

After leaving these words, Bibi Dong left Hu Liena's room lightly.

Hu Liena murmured to herself.

"That guy might become the teacher's disciple."

"That guy actually became the teacher's disciple. Isn't he the fourth prince of Tiandou!"

As far as Hu Liena knew, the relationship between Wuhun Palace and the two empires was not as harmonious as it seemed.

Instantly, the word proton appeared in Hu Liena's mind.

Thinking of the information she had investigated about Xue Beng before, which might be due to the fact that he was about to become Bibi Dong's disciple, a rare feeling of sympathy arose in her heart.

She also lost her parents when she was young, and like Xue Beng, she had a brother who loved her. This same experience made her feel a sympathy for her.

Now that he is coming to Wuhun Palace as a hostage, Hu Liena's heart is actually a bit complicated.

Hu Liena, who had always regarded Xue Beng as her rival and formidable rival, felt for the first time that she could face Xue Beng as a winner, but she was so proud that she did not want to appear in front of Xue Beng in such a victorious manner.

"Hmph, that guy came just in time. I can challenge him at any time in the future. I'm afraid he won't dare to refuse me."

Thinking of this, Hu Liena started her daily practice, but the ripples in her heart still did not subside for a long time.

...

When the Nightmare Team was celebrating the joy of today's victory in the room, 'Xue Qinghe' came uninvited.

"Brother, you are here."

Seeing Qian Renxue approaching, Xue Beng deliberately looked at Qian Renxue with a look of joy and reluctance.

Most people may not notice Xue Beng's emotions, but Qian Renxue is not an ordinary person. She noticed Xue Beng's performance perfectly.

Although he felt uncomfortable in his heart, he still smiled gently and said, "Congratulations to everyone, I won today's game successfully."

Because their opponents were also from Tiandou Academy, it was difficult for everyone to show too much joy in front of Qian Renxue. Even Yu Feng, who was usually carefree, just smiled modestly at this time.

Qian Renxue turned to look at Xue Beng at this time.

"By the way, brother, there is a letter from my father today, and he asked me to deliver it to you personally."

When handing the letter to Xue Beng, Qian Renxue showed just the right expression of happiness and curiosity.

"Then...the letter from father?"

Xue Beng was confused. As far as he knew, it was impossible for that old guy Xue Ye to write him a letter. This letter might not be simple.

Qian Renxue, on the other hand, seemed to be happy and said: "I must know about your wonderful performance in the competition, brother, and my father wrote a letter to encourage you."

Qian Renxue said, looking at Xue Bang with an expression as if you should quickly take it apart and take a look.

Qin Ming, who was astonished by the fire, immediately stood up.

"In that case, we won't bother you any more here."

With that said, he took Yu Tianheng and others out of Xue Beng's room.

"Then brother, I won't bother you anymore. Just read the letter quickly."

After Qian Renxue finished speaking, she left Xue Beng's room without even having a chance to save Xue Beng.

Seeing Qian Renxue's attitude, Xue Beng immediately understood that Qian Renxue might have already known the content of the letter.

"Oh, I want to see what the old man wrote in the letter."

Xue Beng opened the envelope with a nonchalant attitude and read ten lines at a glance. The short lines were quickly read by Xue Beng, but there was a strong sense of ridicule in his eyes.

"Proton."

After reading the letter, Xue Beng laughed at himself.

The meaning of Xue Ye's letter was very simple. First, he condemned his provocation against Davis and criticized himself for not caring about the situation between the two countries. Second, in order to maintain the stability of Tiandou, he said that the Pope of Wuhun Palace would

As his disciple, he agreed honestly and lurked in Wuhun Palace as an undercover agent. When 'Xue Qinghe' became the emperor of Tiandou in the future, he allowed himself to cooperate with him.

The confident attitude inside and outside the words made Xue Beng deeply unhappy, especially when Xue Ye actually said directly in the letter that if Xing Luo launched a war against Tian Dou because of himself, he would be the sinner of Tian Dou, and because of his

Relationship, Wuhun Palace may not necessarily help Tiandou, or even step on him, but if he becomes the Pope's disciple, all this will be solved.

Seeing the familiar handwriting, Xue Beng smashed the letter in his hand into pieces.

"Oh, good guy, I really know how to shirk responsibility and make a big statement. It's all my fault for co-authoring all this. You actually said something to me about using your merits to atone for your sins. You said it so righteously. Do you really think you are not afraid of my betrayal?

Just because you are my father, will you let me obey your words?"

Xue Beng was amused by Xue Ye's inexplicable self-confidence. The old man even felt that he had made a good move by letting him go undercover in Wuhun Palace, so that he could bewitch the Pope and join him in destroying Xingluo, and finally annex Wuhun Palace.

"It is estimated that after the old guy knew what he was doing here, coupled with Qian Renxue's encouragement, and several of his 'confidences' and 'think tanks', he came up with the plan."

"It's so stupid."

"All you have is courage and no brains."

"No wonder I wasn't aware of it when I was poisoned by Qian Renxue."

Regarding Xue Ye's arrangement, Xue Beng didn't have any extra emotions in his heart now. He just regarded it as a joke. Anyway, he didn't care about the so-called Tiandou royal family.

He was doubting his true intention of being admitted to the Spirit Hall for no reason.

Will I really become a proton if I enter the Spirit Hall?

Originally, he felt that he would be more likely to be influenced by entering the Spirit Hall.

Now coupled with today's letter, Xue Beng is even more convinced that Qian Renxue intends to completely join Wuhun Palace.

The only connection between him and the Tiandou royal family is Xue Qinghe. When Qian Renxue has a showdown with him, no matter how he treats Qian Renxue, the Tiandou royal family has nothing to do with him.

"Well, forget it, why are you thinking so much? Anyway, I will go to the Killing City after the competition. I'll come out and watch it then."

Xue Beng said that it was troublesome enough to worry about these things, and it was better for him to live a more relaxed life.

Just when Xue Beng didn't want to think anymore and just wanted to sleep, there was a "dong dong" knock on the door.

Well, who?

"Coming."

Xue Beng stood up and saw a waiter handing him a letter.

"Guest, someone asked me to give this to you."

Xue Beng looked at the letters he handed over and sighed in his heart, what happened today, one letter after another.