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Chapter 373.

The cold light in Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes flickered. As Bibi Dong's confidant, he was well aware of the methods and ruthlessness of the Pope. Sending them to eliminate Tang San and Jiu Yikai midway was clear evidence of her intentions. There was no thought of recruiting them—direct annihilation was the preferred choice. Moreover, for the past five years, the Pope had been scheming everything on a grand scale, making it even more critical to eliminate any potential threats that may arise and ruin her plan.

As for saving Hu Liena, that was of no consequence. They could no longer speak of morality, not after everything that had happened.

"Wang Wu... I..." Hu Liena began, opening her mouth, but the words caught in her throat.

"It really disappoints me," Wang Feng said, shaking his head. "I thought Soul Hall might at least try to recruit me, but instead, you came at me with Chrysanthemum Douluo. Don't waste your breath!"

His voice was cold, but direct.

"Recruit you?" Chrysanthemum Douluo snorted coldly as he looked at the white-clad Reaper. "Would you even accept an offer to join?"

After seeing the White Death power firsthand, Chrysanthemum Douluo was even more convinced of Bibi Dong's foresight to not even offer a chance. There was no way such a powerful and talented figure would bow to anyone. But still…

"If you don't try, how do you know?" Wang Feng spoke, slowly advancing. "I've lived a solitary life till now. Don't you think I might want to find a powerful force to rely on?"

He chuckled softly, a touch of self-deprecation in his tone. A faint sadness and loneliness could be felt in his words, painting the image of a peerless and isolated figure who had wandered alone for his entire life.

The three of them froze in shock.

Hu Liena was the most affected. She gazed at the White Death, her heart stirred. Was he really such a lonely person?

"I don't feel emotions naturally. I don't understand joy, I don't know sorrow, and I have no family left," the White Death continued, shaking his head slightly. "That's why I came to the Slaughter City. I thought the killing aura here might help me experience emotions—even if it's just killing intent."

He paused before continuing, "But the Slaughter City still couldn't evoke any emotions in me. The chaos and bloodshed there were meaningless, except for helping me cultivate further. My true goal, since I was born, has been to travel the world and feel emotions. I've heard much about the power of your Soul Hall, so I thought if I couldn't find what I sought here, I would come to you and see if joining your Soul Hall could help me... but now…"

At this point, the White Death turned his gaze to Chrysanthemum Douluo, his tone calm, but with an unmistakable hint of disappointment.

"..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was speechless.

"..."

Ghost Douluo, too, was stunned.

Misunderstanding! A big, very big misunderstanding!

A cold sweat broke out on Chrysanthemum Douluo's forehead. Had His Majesty the Pope miscalculated this time?

No emotions? That explained a lot. It made sense why the White Death had always seemed so cold and distant, and why no one seemed to get close.

Hu Liena, also taken aback, thought about it and began to believe it. No wonder Wang Wu had been in the Slaughter City for over two years but never seemed to be affected by the killing intent.

"Elder Chrysanthemum, what he says is most likely true..." Hu Liena whispered. "He's been in the Slaughter City for over two years. He's killed more people than either of us combined, but the killing intent hasn't touched him, you can feel his aura, right? It's pure. Even your Strange Chrysanthemum is responding to him."

"..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo was silent.

"His physique might be very special. He doesn't feel emotions naturally. It seems like he's been training himself to absorb them instead," Hu Liena continued. "I think his strength comes from this. Though he absorbs emotions, he's lost the ability to feel them himself. That's why he has such an attitude... I think both the teacher and you may have misunderstood him."

Listening to Hu Liena's analysis, Chrysanthemum Douluo found it reasonable. In this world of Douluo, there were all kinds of bizarre martial souls, and it wasn't impossible to cultivate by absorbing emotions. After all, in certain environments, there were cultivation methods that could align with such a martial soul.

"So... he could actually join our Soul Hall?" Hu Liena asked, her eyes lighting up. "If we leave and report this to the teacher, we can work out a plan!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo hesitated for a moment, then glanced at Wang Feng in surprise.

"Do you really wanted to join Soul Hall?" Chrysanthemum Douluo asked.

"Naturally," Wang Feng replied smoothly. "But it's impossible now. You've already come Chrysanthemum Douluo. Although I don't feel emotions and I don't want to die, but now, Soul Hall will be my enemy. You must bear the consequences."

Wang Feng's words were followed by a surge of power.

At that moment, Ghost Douluo quickly interrupted, "Wait! What happened just now has nothing to do with Soul Hall. The Pope had actually ordered us to recruit you and never intended for us to hurt you. I just didn't think you were strong enough to warrant an invitation, so I tested you. This was purely my own doing!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Liena was shocked and quickly reacted.

Elder Chrysanthemum, too, didn't hesitate and added, "That's true. It was our decision to do recruit you. Soul Hall never wanted to harm you. Her Majesty the Pope personally ordered us to recruit you. The battle just now was entirely our fault."

Wang Feng smiled inwardly.

These two were truly loyal to Soul Hall, living up to their titles as Titled Douluo fully trusted by Bibi Dong. Just in the scale of loyalty, they are truly worthy of his admiration. They were willing to shoulder all the blame, leaving Bibi Dong completely out of it. Their quick thinking was impressive.

"Is that so?" Wang Feng said calmly.

"Of course. The two of us are willing to apologize for our recklessness. If you'll accept, we'll apologize sincerely," Chrysanthemum Douluo said slowly.

The opponent's strength was no less than of a Titled Douluo, and if they could recruit him, it would be an enormous asset to Soul Hall.

Hu Liena, on the other hand, felt a strange mix of joy and confusion. It was obvious that Wang Wu had nearly killed Ghost Douluo, yet now these two elders wanted to apologize to him?

"If that's the case, joining Soul Hall is fine with me. Let's proceed," Wang Feng said. "But first, kneel and apologize. Kowtow, and I won't hold it against you. Then I'll join your Soul Hall. How about it?"

The words hung in the air.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo immediately felt a wave of anger rise in them, their expressions darkening. How dare the White Death demand such an act?

"Do you want us to kneel?" Chrysanthemum Douluo growled, already suspecting that Wang Feng was playing them.

Wang Feng, meanwhile, couldn't help but laugh to himself. It was a feeling he had never experienced before. No wonder villains were so popular in stories—they sure did have fun while acting arrogant and conceited.

"You!" Chrysanthemum Douluo glared at Wang Feng, now certain that the White Death was toying with them.

Just then, Chrysanthemum Douluo's Strange Chrysanthemum flared to life, as though preparing for attack. But Ghost Douluo stopped him.

"Kneeling and apologizing is fine," Ghost Douluo said slowly, "But how do we know you won't just mock us afterward? Prove that if we kneel and apologize, you'll truly join Soul Hall."

What Ghost Douluo said was entirely reasonable.

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