"Where are the Green Skull members?"
"And you are..."
Meanwhile, as Tang Ziran dealt with the three mecha designers, a middle-aged man was heading in his direction.
The man had red hair, his Martial Soul seemingly feline in nature, his expression cautious. Around him floated six purple and three black Soul Rings—nine in total—undoubtedly marking him as a Titled Douluo.
"Me? Just an ordinary passenger."
"As for the Green Skull you mentioned—over there."
Tang Ziran's expression remained indifferent as he shook his head, offering no further explanation. He casually wiped the bloodstains from his trousers.
First, he pointed to a pile of wrecked black mecha fragments, then to the sole surviving mecha designer—one he had deliberately left alive.
It seemed the law enforcement in Star Luo City was more efficient than he had anticipated, arriving just as he finished. At least his decision to spare a witness hadn't been in vain.
Moreover, he could sense that the other man's strength surpassed his own, likely approaching the level of a Super Douluo—undoubtedly a formidable powerhouse.
"This..."
"All taken care of by you?"
The man stepped forward, examining the destroyed black mecha. It matched the description of the black mecha designers the princess had mentioned. His wariness faded as he turned back to Tang Ziran.
To reduce a Green Skull mecha to such a state...
This man was undoubtedly an ally, not an enemy.
Glancing at the surviving mecha designer, the red-haired man snorted coldly, knocking the man unconscious with a casual slap before tossing him into a Soul Guidance Device capable of storing living beings.
What awaited the captive was a living hell—torture followed by execution.
"Mhm."
"Scum like the Green Skull deserve to be eradicated."
Tang Ziran responded lightly, as if it were nothing noteworthy.
"We owe you a great deal this time. On behalf of the train passengers and the people of Star Luo, I extend my gratitude."
"I am Wu Sikong, the law enforcement officer of Star Luo City."
The man smiled, retracting his Martial Soul before extending a hand in greeting.
"Tang Ziran, from Star Sea City."
Tang Ziran spoke calmly, shaking the offered hand.
"Brother Tang is from Star Sea City? I must admit my ignorance—I've never heard of you before."
Wu Sikong's expression turned thoughtful as he voiced his surprise.
Titled Douluo were invariably renowned figures, rarely seen in most cities. Yet, he had never encountered Tang Ziran's name before.
"I've spent many years on the Douluo Continent."
"This time, I'm bringing my wife and child..."
"...back for a visit."
Tang Ziran shook his head dismissively, his demeanor unchanged. If Wu Sikong had recognized him, that would have been far more concerning.
"No wonder I hadn't heard of you."
Wu Sikong nodded in understanding. If Tang Ziran didn't reside on the Star Luo Continent, it made sense.
"Mhm..."
Tang Ziran chuckled softly before releasing his Soul Power once more, flying back toward the train with the same composed expression as before.
"Dad, you were so cool earlier!"
"I want to be as strong as you one day."
The moment Tang Ziran returned, Tang Wulin eagerly looked up at him, his face filled with pride and admiration.
This was what a true powerhouse looked like—someone who could uphold justice and vanquish evil. One day, he too would become a hero like his father!
"I believe you can do it, son."
Tang Ziran responded with a smile, ruffling his hair. But soon, his brows visibly furrowed.
"What's..."
"Is that the smell of blood in the carriage?"
He couldn't help but speak up, then turned his gaze toward the fallen Soul Emperor on the floor, his frown deepening.
"The Green Skull organization had a Soul Emperor mole in the train. He just tried to take the little girl hostage."
"Luo Chuan took care of it."
Lang Yue explained calmly, her expression composed.
"I see."
Tang Ziran paused, then looked toward Tang Luochuan.
"Well done."
"That's our Luo Chuan for you."
The next moment, his face lit up with a proud smile as he patted the young man's shoulder in approval.
"Of course."
Tang Luochuan chuckled in response.
Not long after, Wu Sikong also boarded the train. When his eyes landed on Dai Yun'er, a trace of silence and helplessness flickered in his gaze.
This mischievous little princess had nearly gotten into serious trouble.
"Lord Wu, you're here."
Dai Yun'er, however, remained remarkably composed. She greeted the man before her with a faint smile.
Given their relationship, she was practically his niece—there was no sense of unfamiliarity between them.
"..."
"Your Highness, how can you still smile after all this?"
Wu Sikong hesitated, at a loss for words. The princess was perfect in every way—except for her overly playful and lively nature.
Even now, after such an ordeal, no fragile little girl would be able to smile like this.
"Well, a powerful senior stepped in to save the day. Since the danger's passed, of course I can smile."
Dai Yun'er shook her head, her expression earnest.
Besides, though it had been dangerous... hadn't he saved her? As she thought this, her gaze drifted toward Tang Luochuan, a glimmer of light flashing in her eyes.
She was truly lucky.
"That's true enough."
"We owe this safe journey entirely to your Uncle Tang's intervention."
Wu Sikong didn't argue, assuming she was referring to the earlier battle outside. He glanced toward Tang Ziran as he spoke.
"Thank you, Uncle Tang."
Dai Yun'er nodded immediately, a smile playing on her lips as a thought crossed her mind—so this family's surname was Tang.
"Once we reach Star Luo City, I'll definitely have—"
"No, I'll treat you all to a grand feast myself."
She had been about to say she'd have her father invite them to dinner, but realizing how improper that sounded, she quickly changed her wording.
Something like treating someone to a meal—she could handle that on her own.
"No need for thanks, and the meal won't be necessary. We still have to travel to another city."
"Senior Wu, may I ask who this young lady is?"
Tang Ziran smiled and shook his head, though a thoughtful expression soon crept onto his face.
The security officer before him had just addressed her as "Your Highness."
It was worth noting that security officers in Star Luo City weren't just powerful—their status was inherently high, with close ties to the royal family.
And yet, this man had called the girl "Your Highness"! Just what kind of identity did this young girl hold?
"Her Highness the Princess is His Majesty's most treasured jewel."
Wu Sikong replied calmly, a faint smile on his lips as he observed Tang Ziran's contemplative expression.
"The Princess?"
Hearing this, both of them were stunned. Tang Ziran managed to keep his composure, but Lang Yue instantly widened her eyes and couldn't help but exclaim.
A princess… This girl was actually a princess! Their son had just performed a heroic rescue and ended up saving a princess.
"Yes, the destruction caused by the Green Skull organization this time was ultimately aimed at Her Highness. If not for Brother Tang's intervention, allowing them to abduct the empire's princess…"
"Things would have been disastrous."
Wu Sikong nodded solemnly, his expression grave. He could hardly imagine the consequences if the emperor's beloved daughter had truly been taken by the Green Skull.
"This…"
Hearing this, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue were also taken aback, fully realizing the gravity of the situation. Fortunately, nothing had happened.
If the imperial princess had really been kidnapped…
Not only would it embolden the Green Skull's arrogance, but it would also deal a severe blow to the dignity of the Star Luo Imperial Family.
"Thankfully, the situation hasn't escalated into something worse."
Tang Ziran sighed with emotion, unable to hold back his words.
"…"
Tang Luochuan remained silent, his gaze calmly fixed on Dai Yun'er with a faint smile on his face.
Although he had already suspected it earlier, it was only now confirmed—she was indeed the person he had thought of.
The possessor of the Twin Martial Souls—Spirit Eyes and Netherworld Spirit Cat, the only princess of the Star Luo Empire, and one of the future Eight Great Kings of Monster Academy, Dai Yun'er.
Still, he never expected that his encounter with this princess would happen under the influence of Wu Lin's "train assassin buff."
What a peculiar twist of fate.
"Um, is there something… on my face?"
"Do I have something there?"
Noticing Tang Luochuan's gaze, she turned to look at him, blinking her eyes with a hint of confusion.
"No, it's just that I didn't expect…"
"You to actually be the imperial princess."
Tang Luochuan shook his head with a faint smile before speaking slowly.
"Hmm…"
"Is it that surprising?"
Dai Yun'er asked softly, her eyes brimming with amusement.
"Not exactly."
"Your demeanor alone speaks volumes."
Tang Luochuan chuckled and shook his head. The aura she carried was too distinct—only a princess could possess such a unique presence.
"You're quite the charmer."
"I'm Dai Yun'er. I haven't asked for your name yet."
Dai Yun'er smiled gently, curiosity coloring her expression as she spoke.
"Tang Luochuan."
He returned the smile.
As he spoke, he extended his hand toward her.
"Hmm…"
"Luo Chuan… a lovely name."
Dai Yun'er was momentarily taken aback before reaching out to shake his hand, her cheeks tinged with pink. Even though it was just a handshake, with a boy…
It still felt rather special.
"Your Highness's name is quite lovely as well."
Tang Luochuan smiled faintly and replied softly.
"Really?"
Dai Yun'er grinned playfully, her face alight with joy.
"You don't have to keep calling me 'Your Highness'…"
"Just call me Yun'er."
As she spoke, her face visibly flushed—this was rather bold for her.
"…"
Watching the young pair beside them, Tang Ziran and Lang Yue exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a mix of amusement and helplessness.
Well, Luo Chuan's incredible popularity with girls was once again in full swing.
"..."
Meanwhile, Wu Sikong stood by with a silent expression.
"Her Highness is usually lively and cheerful, never putting on airs—but that's only with girls."
"As far as I recall, she's never been this close with any boy before."
He couldn't help but think to himself before shaking his head.
"Your Highness."
"Let's head back now."
Looking at Dai Yun'er, who was engrossed in conversation with Tang Luochuan, Wu Sikong had no intention of interrupting them. Yet, he had no choice but to speak up—if he didn't bring her back soon, the Emperor would hold him accountable!
"Huh?"
"So soon..."
Dai Yun'er pouted. She had barely started talking with Tang Luochuan—they should at least chat a little longer!
"It's not soon at all."
Wu Sikong's face twisted into a mix of amusement and exasperation. Your Highness, do you really want to keep chatting with this boy?
"Alright then..."
Dai Yun'er paused for a moment before nodding.
She really should go back now. If she stayed any longer, her family would worry—though she'd definitely get an earful first.
"Well..."
"I'll be leaving now."
She turned toward Tang Luochuan and spoke softly.
"If you get the chance, come visit me in Star Luo City, okay?"
Dai Yun'er said with a smile.
Even though she thought...
It wouldn't be that easy to meet again.
"There will be a chance."
Tang Luochuan replied with a smile.
Then, under his gaze, Wu Sikong led Dai Yun'er away, disappearing into the train.
"Huh?"
"Mom, Dad, what's up?"
The next moment, when Tang Luochuan snapped out of his thoughts, he noticed his parents and younger brother were all staring at him.
"Nothing much."
Tang Ziran shook his head with a sigh, exchanging a knowing glance with his wife. Both could tell what the other was thinking:
They should have a proper talk with their son when the chance arose.
Because if things kept going like this...
Luo Chuan had the makings of a playboy!
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