Douluo: The Pope at the beginning, suppressing Haotian

Chapter 103 Ah An, can I lean on you?

"Your Majesty the Duke."

A black figure walked out from the army, and Murong Lie bowed to the man.

The lowered face was full of relaxation.

Now that this person is here, he is no longer responsible for this matter.

Murong Lie's status in the Xingluo Empire is much lower than that of the Duke of Netherworld.

The Duke of the Underworld waved his hand, motioning him to stand up.

He then looked up at Pei An, and his eyes swept over the disciples of Haotian Sect behind him and the elders who followed his lead. He felt even more that his original decision was wise.

"Your Holiness, I have long admired you." The Duke of the Underworld bowed slightly.

Pei An looked at the kind eyes of the Duke of the Netherworld and suddenly understood something in his heart.

He said that he now understood why the Xingluo royal family and the Zhu family allowed Zhu Zhuqing to study at the Wuhun Academy.

This old guy is dishonest. Does he really want to improve?

"Well, I've heard a lot about you." Pei An said lightly.

Although his face was cold and his voice was calm, his attitude towards Murong Lie was slightly different from how he had just treated her.

Since the Duke of the Underworld wants to make progress, he doesn't mind helping others.

However, the Zhu family can replace the Xingluo royal family, but it will not be the Duke of Netherworld who replaces Dai Tianfeng.

The girl who likes to call her "big brother" sweetly is his choice.

Of course, there would be no problem in letting the Duke of the Underworld do some work before that.

The Duke of the Netherworld, a shrewd and calculating man, instantly understood the message released by Pei An and was immediately delighted.

But the old fox is an old fox after all. Although he was happy in his heart, the Duke of the Underworld did not show any sign of it on the surface.

"Since the Duke of Netherworld is here, let's just make it clear."

"Should the Xingluo Empire withdraw its troops or not?" Pei An's voice gradually turned cold from calm.

The Titled Douluo behind him showed their power!

Its enormous momentum was no less than that of the Xingluo Empire's army of tens of thousands, and was even slightly superior.

Murong Lie's face turned pale.

As one of the people standing at the front, he felt the pressure from the Titled Douluo most clearly.

However, his cultivation level was not as good as that of the Soul Douluo, the Duke of the Netherworld, and his breathing became rapid and difficult for a moment.

The Netherworld Duke laughed and said, "Retreat, of course."

"Pope, please don't misunderstand. Your Majesty sent us here simply because he is worried about the intensification of the conflict between Spirit Hall and Clear Sky Sect. There is absolutely no other intention."

"Now that we have confirmed that there is no conflict between Wu Heng Palace and Hao Tian Sect, we should withdraw our troops."

"Murong Lie, lead the troops to retreat!"

"Yes!" Murong Lie responded, and couldn't wait to order the army to retreat.

He is the one who least wants to fight here.

If a fight really breaks out, with the Spirit Hall's high-end combat lineup, if they ever think of launching a decapitation operation, there is no chance that he, the commander, will survive.

Now that the Duke of Netherworld has issued the order, Murong Lie can ensure his own safety and will not be held too accountable by His Majesty when he returns. Naturally, this is what he wants.

"The Haotian Sect will be relocating later, and I hope Duke Youming will cooperate." Pei An suddenly said again.

Now that the survivors of the Haotian Sect have chosen to join the Spirit Hall, it is impossible for them to continue staying in the Xingluo Empire, and transfer is definitely unavoidable.

If there is the promise of the Duke of the Underworld, this process will naturally be much smoother.

The Duke of the Netherworld actually wanted to do Pei An a favor.

But after all, there are still so many soldiers from the Star Luo Empire who have not left. If he agrees readily, wouldn’t that be too suspicious?
The Nether Duke pretended to be embarrassed and thought for a moment before forcing out a smile: "Of course, it's just a piece of cake."

To the still-watching Xingluo Empire soldiers, this scene became a scene of the Nether Duke being coerced by the Pope and ultimately reluctantly agreeing. This way, even if the news reached the Xingluo Emperor Dai Tianfeng, it wouldn't arouse the slightest suspicion.

After all, given the current situation, agreeing to Pei An's reasonable request is a helpless move.

"Then I'll trouble you, Duke." Pei An nodded with satisfaction.

If it were someone else, the result would not change, but the process would definitely be much more troublesome.

Pei An was already quite satisfied with the fact that it saved him the trouble.

"Your Holiness, I wonder how my daughter is doing in the Spirit Academy?" The Duke of the Netherworld suddenly asked.

His words seemed to be a casual expression of concern for his daughter, but in fact he was observing Pei An's attitude.

Pei An smiled slightly: "Zhu Qing is very smart and can get along well with Rong Rong and the others. The Duke doesn't have to worry."

Pei An naturally understood the Duke of the Netherworld's thoughts, and he didn't mind giving him a reassurance.

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the Duke of the Underworld.

The Duke of Netherworld naturally knew who the Rongrong in this sentence was, as he got along well with Rongrong and the others.

Who else could it be but the Pope's disciple?

By saying this, the Pope has made his position clear.

Except for not saying it explicitly, it is almost the same as siding with them.

"That's fine, that's fine."

The Duke of the Underworld chuckled.

As for whether the good thing was that his daughter Zhu Zhuqing was living a good life, or something else, only he knew.

Return to the Haotian Sect's mountain gate

Tang Yuehua sat on the steps, staring blankly at the place where she had spent the past twenty years.

Tang Xiao has disappeared. I guess he was taken away for recuperation.

Although Pei An only destroyed his cultivation and did not harm his life, the destruction of his meridians would still make it difficult for him to move for a long time.

Pei An allowed someone to take him to recuperate, and let him go after he could move on his own.

"Are you very sad?" Pei An sat down on the steps beside Tang Yuehua, not caring at all whether his spotless white clothes would be dirty.

"No, I'm just a little melancholy." Tang Yuehua shook her head slightly.

She had done everything she could and persuaded those who needed to be persuaded. As for the result, that was not what she cared about.

Although many people died in the civil war of Haotian Sect, at least the inheritance was not broken.

As a former disciple of the Haotian Sect, Tang Yuehua believed that this was the best outcome.

She did not resent Pei An, and was even quite grateful to him.

Tang Yuehua knew clearly that her elder brother, as the leader of Haotian Sect, was not killed, but his cultivation was only abolished. This was the reason for the relationship between Pei An and herself over the years.

But she suddenly felt a little tired.

Although I had made preparations before coming here, the things that happened today were still too many and too serious...

The complex emotions have tortured Tang Yuehua to the point of physical and mental exhaustion.

"Can I lean on you?"

"of course."

After getting the consent, Tang Yuehua leaned her delicate body against Pei An and rested her head on his shoulder.

Her tired heart caused her eyes to close slightly, and her breathing gradually became calm and rhythmic.

Pei An silently adjusted his posture to make Tang Yuehua as comfortable as possible.

Only Luo Yuan'er, who was not far away, was silently eating a lemon.

(End of this chapter)