I am the anchor in Douluo Dalu through time travel

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Lord Pope, I was wrong!!!"

As soon as Yun Ling finished muttering in a low voice, Bibi Dong grabbed her ears and spun her around half a circle.

"How dare you talk about me behind my back? Do you believe I'm making you miserable?"

Bibi Dong was very angry, and anyone else would be equally angry.

The two most unacceptable things for women to discuss are age and appearance.

But Yun Ling took all of them, which made Bibi Dong feel that the holy son in front of him was a little brave and needed to be taught a lesson.

After a while, Yun Ling followed a bishop with a pair of red ears and a low eyebrow, walking towards Wuhun City.

Wuhun City covers a huge area and has a population of hundreds of thousands, so it is natural that there is a Fat Heng Snack Bar.

Originally, Bibi Dong planned to let Yun Ling find a sleeping quarters in the Pope's Palace to rest.

But he was rejected by Yun Ling. Yun Ling was afraid of meeting someone from the Qiandaoliu family. No one could guarantee that anyone from the Qiandaoliu family would see Yun Ling.

Yun Ling will not be forcibly killed in order to maintain orthodoxy.

It's safer to stay at Pang Heng Snack Bar. In the past few years, the business has been getting bigger and bigger. Pang Heng Snack Bar has also gathered a group of sixty-level soul saints as offerings.

It wasn't that there were no titled Douluo who proposed to join Pang Heng Snack Bar, but that Yun Ling's own cultivation level was too low.

Without the guarantee of absolute force, Pang Heng would not dare to recruit titled Douluo.

For this matter, Yun Ling often fooled Ju Douluo, hoping that he could protect Fat Heng Snack Bar.

Every time he struck from the side, Ju Douluo would beat him and fool him.

Every time, he strongly denied his identity as a titled Douluo.

Yun Ling was so angry that he often spoke ill of Ju Douluo in front of Widow Chen.

When they arrived at Pang Heng Snack Bar, Yun Ling just wanted to thank the bishop who led the way.

Suddenly, I heard a noise coming from the snack bar, and the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground.

"Go and find out, what is my status in the Star Luo Empire?"

"Not to mention eating a meal of pig's feet from you, no one dares to ask me for money even if I eat watermelon in the Star Luo Empire!"

Yun Ling's expression changed and she quickly ran into the store.

As soon as he entered the store, Yun Ling was so angry that he almost cursed.

The snack shop was in a mess, with broken tables, chairs and benches everywhere. A young man grabbed the shopkeeper by his collar and was cursing.

Yun Ling's eyes turned red and he took out the artifact iron rod from the pendant.

Without saying a word, he smashed it down viciously.

The iron rod hit the young man's back directly with a sound of breaking through the air.

With a "bang" sound, the young man turned around in disbelief.

He saw a young man with baby fat on his face, raising his eyebrows at him.

"Do you know who I am? I am the son of the Duke of Star Luo Empire? You, a pariah, dare to attack me?"

"Believe it or not, I killed you?"

Facing the young man's roar, Yun Ling's face was calm. As soon as he used his soul power to explore, he knew that the guy in front of him was not even a soul master.

He seems arrogant and domineering, but he is actually a pitiful person.

He can only rely on his family background to bully ordinary people.

Facing such a person, it would be shameful to use his soul power. Yun Ling threw the iron rod away, waved his fist and rushed forward.

The young man has obviously experienced a long period of pampering, and his body has been drained of alcohol, sex, and wealth.

Where is Yun Ling's opponent as a young boy?

After a while, he was beaten to the point where he cried for father and mother and ran around holding his head.

Seeing his young master being beaten in such a miserable state, a soul saint couldn't bear it anymore, so he used his martial spirit to attack Yun Ling.

At this time, the bishop, who had been watching the show silently, raised his eyebrows and appeared in front of Soul Saint the next second.

There was a threat in his tone: "Martial Soul City is not your Star Luo Empire. I advise you to stay calm, otherwise."

Although the words were not finished, the meaning was obvious.

Faced with the threat from the Bishop of Wuhun Hall, Soul Saint naturally did not dare to take any action and could only watch Yun Ling beat his young master in frustration.

But he was thinking in his heart that when he returned to the Star Luo Empire, he must get Fat Heng Snack Bar out of the Star Luo Empire.

In fact, Soul Saint did do this, but later, more than a dozen Bishops of Wuhun Palace came to the Duke's residence together.

Only then did the Duke realize that he had provoked someone he should not provoke.

After losing a large amount of money, the person in charge of Fat Heng Snack Bar returned to the Star Luo Empire.

From then on, all the nobles in the Star Luo Empire reached a consensus that they must not provoke Fat Heng Snack Bar.

After all, it was only the Soul Saint who came this time. If a Titled Douluo came next time, the consequences would be...

Of course, this is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being.

Yun Ling picked up the young man and threw him directly on the street. He clapped his hands and walked into the store again.

Seeing that the bishop's attention was no longer on him, Soul Saint quietly left with his young master.

Yun Ling nodded slightly towards the shopkeeper of Fat Heng Snack Bar.

Ignoring the shopkeeper's thanks, he took out a card representing his identity.

When the shopkeeper saw the card, his gratitude immediately turned into ecstasy.

"It turns out that the chairman came in person and made the chairman laugh. I'm really sorry."

Yun Ling nodded calmly and told the shopkeeper about his situation.

The shopkeeper immediately took Yun Ling to the second floor to rest while he led others to clean up the damaged store.

The bishop suddenly disappeared without knowing when, leaving Yun Ling without a chance to say thanks.

Thinking that the future is long, there will always be a chance to meet again in a year.

With exhaustion all over his body, Yun Ling lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

……

The bishop returned to the Papal Palace and told Bibi Dong everything that happened along the way.

Bibi Dong nodded, indicating that she understood, and then the bishop bowed and left.

After the bishop left, Bibi Dong rubbed her brows with a headache and whispered softly: "This damn kid really doesn't think about the consequences at all. How many times has this happened? I have to wipe your ass every time."

"How can a person who is usually quite smart be so impulsive?"

"After all these years, do you really think the business environment on the mainland is very good? Haven't I been secretly protecting you?"

"Without my protection, do you really think your Fat Heng snack bar can open across the entire continent?"

While Bibi Dong was complaining, a middle-aged man strolled into the Papal Palace.

The man looked to be in his thirties or forties.

He was handsome, with a faint smile on his face.

The calm and tranquil atmosphere gives people a very comfortable feeling.

He was tall, but not muscular. He was dressed in a plain gray robe, and his long black hair was neatly combed behind his head.

Although his clothes were so simple, just standing there gave people a feeling of worship.

The visitor was no outsider, but Qian Daoliu, the guardian of the Angel Family and the top master of Wuhun Palace.

Qian Daoliu glanced at Bibi Dong calmly, put his hands behind his back, and said in a calm tone: "I heard that the Holy Son is coming today, why didn't you inform me?"

Facing Qian Daoliu's question, Bibi Dong smiled brightly and explained: "After all, my martial spirit is wild and not as good as your family's orthodoxy."

"In order to make the Holy Son feel at ease, I didn't notify you."