Douluo 2: I dressed up as Huo Yuhao’s biological sister

The night in Mingdu is not like night at all.

There were lights and music everywhere, and it was as bright as day at night.

“It’s thanks to A-Che that I can see such a night view.” Huo Yuhao strolled through this rare scene, his hurried steps gradually slowing down. “The Fangnizhai that Senior Brother mentioned should be here. How come there is a pastry shop that is only open at night?”

He shook his head in some confusion.

Not far away, two figures looked at each other.

"No, this brother usually wants to eat and sleep in Mingde Hall, and he never leaves the house. It's so hard for him to go out, but he has to go out in the middle of the night, just to buy a cake for his sister? Is he crazy?!"

Huo Yuhao slightly turned his eyes to the side and looked back, then looked forward in a good mood.

"Su Shou Lan Ling!"

"Is there anyone who needs Suo Shou Lanling?"

Several children were selling Suo Shou Lan Ling with a basket in their hands on the street. The younger ones looked sneaky, but the oldest one seemed to be braver. He actually mustered up the courage to stop a few passers-by.

But before he could start selling his products, several men with ferocious faces rushed out of the store nearby.

"Go away! It's you guys again! Kids, get out of here!"

Pushing and shoving all the way, the basket of Suo Shou Lan Ling soon became tattered due to their intentional or unintentional teasing.

"Don't touch my flowers!"

The boy's voice became shrill with fear, and without any hesitation, he hugged the big man's hand and bit it. The remaining little guys curled up and hugged Su Shoulanling's basket, using their bodies to resist the evil hands of the adults.

"Hiss! You stinky boy! I'll tear your dog mouth apart today!" The big man reluctantly grabbed the boy's collar and waved his hand.

Huo Yuhao's eyes dimmed and he silently lifted his eyelids. Seeing those big hands like double palm-leaf fans about to fall on the child, he no longer cared about what he was thinking. A thin piece of broken ice condensed in the palm of his hand, and he flicked it casually, then walked forward with slightly hurried steps.

"what!"

The boy closed his eyes in despair, screamed and backed away. One of his feet happened to step on the broken ice, and his body fell backwards instantly. It looked as if he was pushed and knocked down by the big man.

"careful!"

Huo Yuhao seemed to be in a hurry to push away those vicious men, caught the boy who slipped on the broken ice with one hand, and asked anxiously, while his right foot stepped forward unnoticed. Huo Yunche tacitly ignited a weak flame, which melted, dried, and evaporated the food in one go.

But the left leg, without hesitation, swept across the air like a whip and kicked fiercely on the chests of those big men.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Dust flew everywhere, and passers-by around raised their hands to cover their faces in disgust.

A gleam of light suddenly flashed in Huo Yuhao’s eyes.

Huo Yunche and He Caitou's figures instantly escaped and dodged in the rising dust, but everyone present was so attracted by the farce on the scene that no one noticed that two figures appeared out of thin air.

And the farce continues.

"Ouch!"

The successive sounds of landing were accompanied by several painful groans.

“What’s the point of bullying a child?” Huo Yuhao brushed his sleeves indifferently, then lowered his head and asked with concern, “Little brother, are you okay?”

"I'm fine, thank you brother!" The little boy looked up and thanked him in a daze, but his little hands were grabbing Huo Yuhao's collar with lingering fear.

“Are you scared?” Huo Yuhao touched the little boy’s head. He felt a little sorry for taking advantage of the little guy, so he leaned over and stared into the little guy’s eyes, smiling gently, “Brother will take you home, how about that?”

"Isn't he here to buy cakes? This guy is such a good-hearted person?!" the two people behind him complained, and then their faces turned gloating, "But isn't this the territory of that shabby dude's family? I'm afraid this kid is going to suffer a lot~"

A broken dandy?

Huo Yuhao’s eyes changed slightly.

Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here!

"Go home?! Who allowed you to leave after causing trouble in front of my Treasure Pavilion?!"

The fair-faced young master, who was identified by Huo Yuhao as a dandy, appeared arrogantly. He raised his hand and fanned himself. Several servants were sitting under him, nodding and bowing, sweating profusely, and bringing him a purple-gold basswood chair decorated with several gorgeous red flowers.

Aesthetics... luxurious, the color scheme is extremely simple and eye-catching.

There is gold in the shit, purple in the gold, red under the purple, red...

never mind!

The corner of Huo Yuhao's mouth twitched, and the little boy and his younger brothers and sisters beside him were all stunned.

"Your aesthetic..."

"What's wrong with my aesthetic taste?" The dandy boy from the Treasure Pavilion paused with his fan and narrowed his eyes.

“Excellent.” Huo Yuhao swallowed the “praise” that was about to come to his mouth with difficulty and gave a very “fair” evaluation.

The eyes of the poor dandy in the treasure pavilion lit up instantly: "You have good taste, kid!"

"The young Pavilion Master has a keen eye!" Huo Yuhao smiled modestly.

Speaking differently to different people was also a skill that one had to learn during the several months of intensive training at Shrek Academy.

otherwise......

A general who can only kill people on the battlefield but cannot understand people's hearts and the situation is not what Shrek expects to see.

"How do you know I'm the Little Pavilion Master?"

Po Wanku's eyes lit up again, and the look he showed towards Huo Yuhao changed from disgust at first, to surprise, and now to admiration, in just a few seconds.

Huo Yuhao raised his hands and clasped his fists, then laughed loudly and said, “After all, the young Pavilion Master’s aura is so natural that people would be willing to worship him upon seeing him. It’s just that—”

“Hey, is my young master really as good as you say? Seeing your graceful figure, I guess you are not one of those people who talk nonsense~” The dandy, oh no, the young master of the Treasure Pavilion smiled so much that his face looked like a chrysanthemum blooming, but when he heard what Huo Yuhao had not finished, a little confusion spread across his face, “Just what?”

“But I’m afraid your demeanor has been ruined by those guys who rely on their power.” Huo Yuhao sighed and raised his eyes with a sincere expression, “I said that you don’t look like the playboy that everyone talks about. You are clearly a noble and upright man. How could there be such a rumor…”

As he spoke, he glanced at the burly men who were groaning nearby. The meaning of his words made those burly men no longer care about pretending to be weak. They quickly crawled up and rolled, knelt in front of the young master of the Treasure Pavilion, and banged their heads a few times.

"Young Pavilion Master, this is all our fault!"

"We make amends!"

"Please have mercy on us, little Pavilion Master!"

“The people you are bullying are not here.” Huo Yuhao said slowly, and the young Pavilion Master swallowed back the disgust that was about to come out of his mouth.

"Ah? Yes, yes, yes!" Several big men turned around instantly and apologized to the children. Some of them were more considerate and directly paid to buy all the damaged Su Shou Lan Ling from the children.

“How about it? Are you willing to forgive them?” Huo Yuhao squatted down and looked at the little boy.

The boy clutched the soul coin tightly in his hand.

He looked at Huo Yuhao, then at the interested young Pavilion Master, and then at the big man who had just bullied them but was now crying bitterly, and a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.

"Thank you, brother."

"Uncles, don't kowtow anymore. We forgive you."

Then he bowed towards the young pavilion master.

"Little Pavilion Master, you are so kind and good, I..." The little guy was embarrassed, holding the soul coins in his hand tightly, and then stretched out his hand to the little Pavilion Master, "I want to repay you, but my brothers and sisters and I only have these soul coins. Or, do you need to keep us to work for you?"