Douluo's opening sign to Chaos Clock

"I don't know which distinguished guest is here, but I'm really a bit neglectful."

Yuntiange's leisurely voice came from outside the courtyard, and the next moment, his figure appeared in the hall.

Above the hall, there were four people sitting on both sides.

On one side were Yuan Suiyun and Emily, on the other side were Malphite and Salas.

"What's this old guy Salas doing here? He doesn't want to recruit you, does he?"

Yuntiange was a little confused. He was not surprised that Malphite came to visit him. It was quite reasonable for friends to visit occasionally.

"Tiange..."

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Malphite's mouth, and he hesitated for a while before saying: "We should be the ones who are negligent. We didn't even say hello in advance, so we just came to the door and made trouble."

Malphite felt that he felt sorry for Yuntiange for coming to the door rashly.

But this was an order from his immediate superior, Platinum Bishop Salas of Tiandou City Spirit Temple, and he could not disobey it.

Malphite also knew the purpose of this bishop, which was simply to recruit Yuntiange into the Spirit Hall.

However, Yuntiange had declined his invitation before, which meant that he had no intention of joining the Spirit Hall.

As for his boss, although Malphite has not worked with him for a long time, he also knows that the character of the Platinum Bishop Salas is not very good. He is greedy and willful.

If Yuntiange refuses his solicitation, Salas's temperament will definitely make him angry, and by then, he may do something excessive.

Malphite is very distressed. Now he is caught in the middle, neither end is human.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. Brother Mo and Bishop Salas come to visit, it will make the humble house shine."

Yuntiange waved his hand, with a smile on his lips, slowly came to the empty seat next to Emily, and sat down gently.

"Sect Master, you are finally back."

Emily breathed a sigh of relief. Today's uninvited guests really made her feel disgusted.

The uninvited guest, of course, refers to Salas. The old man looked arrogant from the beginning, and glanced at himself from time to time with his direct eyes.

"This is a disrespectful old bastard."

Emily cursed bitterly in her heart. She had seen Salas's naked eyes and the burning desire in his eyes a lot in the auction house.

But every time, it made her extremely disgusted and resentful.

In fact, Salas had a strong "interest" in Emily when he first saw her, and even wanted to take advantage of Emily when she poured tea for him and Malphite. .

But in the end his plan failed.

It's because of Yuan Suiyun.

Yuan Suiyun had already heard about Salas's character. Although he was blind, his mind was clear.

Faced with Yuan Suiyun's obstruction at every turn, Salas was angry, but he did not show it directly on his face.

Salas knew Yuan Suiyun's identity, the young master of Wuzheng Villa.

Even if he is the platinum bishop of Wuhun Palace, he still has to give some face to Wuzheng Villa.

The strength of Wuzheng Villa is not weak, and the relationship with all the major forces on the mainland is relatively harmonious. Salas does not dare to make an enemy for nothing.

If it weren't for this reason, it would be hard to say what would happen to Emily at this time.

Yuntiange nodded slightly, signaling Emily to calm down.

"Bishop Salas, you have a distinguished status and have many affairs to deal with every day. I'm afraid you don't come here to sit idle here, right?"

Yuntiange looked at Salas' somewhat cold old face and said calmly.

He was a little displeased with Salas, who could be called a villain in the original work.

"Ha ha."

Salas's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was extremely sleepy, but his old face seemed to have a bit more power.

"I heard that Sect Leader Yun once killed many evil soul masters?"

"Evil soul master? This junior has indeed killed some."

Yuntiange lightly touched the table with his fingertips and said in a calm tone.

"very good."

Salas's sleepy old eyes suddenly opened, with a hint of admiration on his face.

"I think that in the entire Douluo Continent, there should be no one who doesn't know the purpose of our Spirit Hall, right?"

"What the bishop said is absolutely true."

Yuntiange smiled and nodded, and then said, "The Wuhun Palace has made the greatest contribution to the great cause of fighting against the evil soul master."

"The soul masters and civilians on the mainland can enjoy a peaceful life, and the Wuhun Palace is really indispensable."

Although Yuntiange's words were largely complimentary, they were not outrageous.

Because Wuhun Palace has always spared no effort in attacking evil soul masters, in this matter, Wuhun Palace has indeed done a remarkable job.

"Since we are all doing the same and right thing. Why doesn't Sect Master Yun choose to join us in the Spirit Hall?"

There was a bit more smile on Salas' wrinkled old face.

"Finally got to the point?"

Yuntiange smiled leisurely, met Salas's gaze, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Bishop Salas, this junior has heard a saying."

"Oh?"

Salas was a little curious.

Yuntiange cupped his hands and said: "Gentlemen are harmonious but different, villains are the same but not harmonious. We are both gentlemen, so naturally we will not deliberately ask one to join the other."

Salas's eyes became cold in an instant, and a faint murderous intention flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know what to praise."

He cursed secretly in his heart. With his noble status as the Platinum Bishop of Salas Wuhun Palace, he could condescend to personally go to Yuntiange, a junior sect. In Salas's view, it was because of his talent. What a great gift.

Salas had never thought before that the other party would dare to refuse his invitation.

"Joining the Spirit Hall is a dream for many people."

Salas glanced at Yuntiange coldly, and then said in a solemn tone.

"With your talent, I can recommend that you enter Wuhun City directly and be received by His Majesty the Pope."

"Thank you, Lord Bishop, for your kindness, but this junior has already established his own sect, but he is unwilling to join the Spirit Hall and be restrained by others."

Yuntiange replied unhurriedly.

"you!"

Saras's heart surged with anger, and the tea cup in his hand suddenly shattered, turning into a little powder and flowing out from his fingertips.

With his temperament, when could he do this to a junior?

If he hadn't considered the opponent's outstanding talent, he would have killed the opponent on the spot.

Yuntiange didn't seem to notice Saras's stern gaze that was about to spit out flames, and said in a calm tone: "This junior plans to take all the disciples in the sect and go out for a casual meal."

"If you are fine, Mr. Bishop, you can come along."