Douluo: Wuhun Zhuge Wuhou, Breaking Bad

Chapter 6 People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

"Sir, the second priest of the worship hall invites you to come over."

"Golden Crocodile Douluo invites me over?"

Zhuge Jun stood on the stage, gently waving a feather fan.

"Well, although it was said that Golden Crocodile Douluo invited you, the one who really wants to see you should be the person behind him." Bibi Dong nodded.

Golden Crocodile Douluo is already the second worshiper of the Worship Hall, and he is also a peerless powerful man of level 98.

It seems that there is no other possibility for the person who can stand behind him except that person.

Qian Daoliu wants to see me?
Zhuge Jun was not surprised. In fact, when he decided to come out of seclusion, he had already thought about how to face Qian Daoliu.

After all, Qian Daoliu is the real person in charge of the Spirit Hall and there is no way to avoid it.

"In that case, I will go and see him."

"The chief priest shouldn't make things difficult for you, sir. But I think he'll try to win you over," Bibi Dong said softly.

Zhuge Jun smiled calmly, "Your Holiness, are you worried that I will betray you?"

"Of course not, it's just...if the money can't be touched, the chief priest will definitely use threats and inducements to force you."

Bibi Dong is a woman with a strong opinion. Since she chose to believe Zhuge Jun, she will no longer doubt him.

What she was worried about was that Qian Daoliu might force Mr. Wolong to surrender in order to suppress her.

Although Mr. Wolong is extremely resourceful, his own strength...so when facing the great priest who is known as the invincible in the sky, he can only do nothing.

Zhuge Jun had of course considered this problem, but seeing him smile slightly, "Don't worry, Your Holiness, I have a way to get out of this."

He also knew that it was difficult for Bibi Dong to be the Pope. She had very little power and was subject to the control of the Temple of Worship.

Otherwise, how could she tolerate the Temple of Worship suppressing her all these years?

……

Wuhun City, Worship Hall.

Led by the guards, Zhuge Jun walked in, strolling leisurely the whole way.

There didn't seem to be a trace of tension on his face, let alone awe and fear.

The first thing that catches your eye is the two rows of neatly lined up worshippers.

There was a road in the middle, and at the end of the road a man in golden armor and with an extraordinary aura stood with his back to him.

"I've seen big offerings."

Zhuge Jun stopped and saluted without being humble or arrogant.

Hearing the sound, Qian Daoliu slowly turned around.

Although he had heard about it from Golden Crocodile, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw with his own eyes how young "Mr. Wolong" was.

What a great young gentleman.

When others see him, they wish they could bury their heads in the ground.

But he was fine, with his head held high and his chest puffed out, not seeming nervous at all.

"How dare you! Why don't you kneel and worship the great priest?" The Demon Subduing Douluo scolded.

Zhuge Jun said calmly: "Why should I kneel down and worship?"

Demon Subduing Douluo said in a cold voice: "All the soul masters of my Spirit Hall need to bow when they see the Great Priest, even the Pope is no exception."

Qian Daoliu did not stop the Demon-Subduing Douluo's actions. He wanted to see how Mr. Wolong would excuse himself.

"Your Majesty has also said that it is a ceremony of salute, not a ceremony of kneeling. I have already performed the ceremony just now." Zhuge Jun gently waved his feather fan and smiled faintly:

"Although I am a member of the Spirit Hall, I am not a spirit master. Logically, I should not need to perform formalities."

The implication is that he actually didn't need to salute at all, but he did so to show his respect for the great priest.

"you……"

"Oh, forget it." Qian Daoliu stopped Jiang Mo Douluo from continuing to show off his power. Now he was very interested in this young man. "Young man, what's your name?"

"Reporting to the great priest, my name is Zhuge Jun."

Qian Daoliu smiled slightly, "I heard that you are working in the Pope's Palace now?"

"Yes."

At this time, Qian Daoliu did not speak again, but looked at the Golden Crocodile Douluo beside him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo also understood that as a great priest, Qian Daoliu naturally found some things inconvenient to say.

So, he took the initiative to stand up and looked at Zhuge Jun, "I have heard of Mr. Wolong's name for a long time. I wonder what conditions the Pope has given you?"

Zhuge Jun blinked his eyes, "What do you mean by that, Your Majesty?"

"People go to high places, water flows to low places. Sir, you are a human, not water." Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled meaningfully.

Surprisingly, none of the other worshippers spoke up to stop it.

Obviously, although Mr. Wolong looks young, his performance of remaining calm even when faced with a huge crisis is enough to prove that he is a real talent.

Since he is a talented person, there is nothing wrong with him. But it is absolutely wrong to judge people by their appearance.

Zhuge Jun straightened his clothes and said calmly, "I am still young and inexperienced, so I am afraid I cannot take on such a big responsibility."

Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes but said nothing.

Golden Crocodile Douluo seemed to have expected him to say this, "We have a very clear understanding of your talent."

It’s strange to say, everyone present is an old man who has lived for many years.

Anyone who walks out is a top-level expert in Douluo Continent.

But now these powerful people have chosen to remain silent in order to win over an "ordinary person".

Doing so has already given Zhuge Jun enough face.

"Your Holiness the Pope has treated me well." Zhuge Jun said.

"What the Pope can give you, I can give you too. What the Pope cannot give you, I can also give you. Compared to the Pope, I can only give more and better."

"Your Majesty, there is a saying that goes, 'A wise bird chooses the right tree to roost in.'"

Golden Crocodile Douluo was delighted: "That's exactly what I meant, so Sir, do you agree?"

Zhuge Jun shook his head slightly, "There is one more thing to say, a loyal minister will not serve two masters. Your Majesty, I appreciate your kindness."

He said this, and he was not afraid that these old guys would get angry and kill him.

He is not a soul master and has no soul power. He would be killed just because of some words.

Then, the Spirit Hall will incur public wrath, after all, this is obviously bullying honest people.

Who will dare to join the Spirit Hall in the future?

"Crack!" Golden Crocodile Douluo clenched his fists and said no more.

"Humph, what a Mr. Wolong. Who knows if he is just a show-off? He is so young, his hair has not even grown out yet, right?"

At this time, Holy Dragon Douluo stood up and took on the role of the villain.

This is the plan of the Worship Hall. Golden Crocodile Douluo will come forward to win him over first. If he refuses, Holy Dragon Douluo will come out and teach him a lesson.

Zhuge Jun was not angry, "I am just a scholar, I really don't have any great talent."

"If you are really a mediocre person, you have deceived the Pope and the Worship Hall. How can my Wuhun Hall tolerate you?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Jun also understood what was going on. He smiled and asked, "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"It's very simple. It's fine if you don't want to enter the Worship Hall, but you still have to prove your ability. Otherwise... Hehe, my Spirit Hall doesn't support idle people!"

Holy Dragon Douluo's smile was extremely cruel, and it seemed like he had some ulterior motives.

"I understand. Your Majesty, please ask the questions."

(End of this chapter)