During the settlement, Xie Chun found that the odds at the end of the closing were 1:19, the principal of 30,000 gold soul coins, rounding them would make less than 600,000.

Relying on the betting credentials, Xie Chun finally took away under the envious gaze of the front desk waiter... 460,000 two thousand gold soul coins.

"Isn't the odds 1:19? Why are there so many missing?"

"That's right, our Great Soul Field will draw a certain handling fee from the winner of the bet."

Xie Chun took half a second to calculate: "Twenty percent?"

"Yes."

Mom, this big soul fighting are too unintentional, and the handling fee of 20% is really over.

When he has the chance in the future, he must invest in individual stocks here and be a shareholder who distributes dividends. Every day he lies at home, he will have a steady stream of golden soul coins to be recorded.

Ignoring the envious gazes of others, Xie Chun glanced at the wall clock in the square and silently left the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

After waiting in the corner for a long time, I still haven't waited for a stupid person who came to rob wealth and seize treasures. Could it be that the NPC in this place has a very high IQ?

Forget it, it is naturally great to save a big battle. Xie Chun took back the prepared green poison pills, replaced them with the original white coat, and slowly headed to the palace.

Xie Chun, the guard at the gate of the palace, looked very familiar. He was the two undercover people he saw when he came from the Spirit Hall.

This penetration was a bit fast. How long did it take to go from a small soldier to a guard guard at the gate? If they were given a while, would they be able to get to the guards with swords in front of the imperial guards?

Xie Chun calmly took out the token of the eldest prince and shook it, and sneaked into the palace.

Along the way, he didn't see anyone except the patrol guards. What about the ministers who usually report memorials went on strike?

With a question, Xie Chun came to Qian Renxue's bedroom. As soon as he entered the door, he saw her sitting on a chair holding a little loli, holding a pen and writing something.

"Brother Qinghe, you... are the children so old?" Xie Chun asked in surprise.

"This is my little sister." Qian Renxue looked up and said speechlessly.

"So it's a little princess." Xie Chun nodded suddenly, "very cute."

He is telling the truth. He is wearing a white dress, pair of ponytails, and a little loli with pink and jade. Anyone with normal aesthetic taste will give a very cute evaluation.

Xue Ke glanced at him lightly, his face full of seriousness, and tried hard to pretend to be very majestic: "I understand."

"Little sister is that way, don't care." Qian Renxue touched the hair of the little loli in her arms.

"It's okay, the child has a good personality."

Xue Ke glanced at him, as if he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qian Renxue.

"Xiaoqing, please send my sister back to the palace. Xiaochun and I have something to talk about."

"Yes." The maid nodded slightly.

"Emperor Brother~" Xue Ke pulled Qian Renxue's sleeve, "I'm right beside me, I won't make trouble."

"Be good, I'll come to find you when I have time." Qian Renxue patiently comforted her, and finally successfully sent away the only little princess in the empire.

"Go outside to find a quiet place to talk or go to my room?"

"...Didn't you say to have a meal?" Xie Chun had a fight with the soul fighting just now, and now he is hungry.

Qian Renxue sighed helplessly: "It's not time for dinner yet, let's talk about the main business first?"

"Okay, okay." Xie Chun didn't know what she had to do. In the previous news, he called him to come and have dinner.

After entering the familiar room, Xie Chun did not treat himself as an outsider at all. He laid out his soul barrier and layed on the bed, making a comfortable moan.

Qian Renxue didn't care, and went straight to the point: "I found out the source of the thing you mentioned before, called the car."

"Ha?" Xie Chun jumped up from the bed in shock, "Didn't you say such an important thing earlier?"

"Aren't you already talking to you?" Qian Renxue sneered twice.

Xie Chun waved his hand, and didn't worry anymore, guessing: "The Tiandou Empire has an underground arsenal that has been planning to rule the mainland for a long time?"

"No, that thing called car is just this example." Qian Renxue shook her head.

"What's going on?"

"According to the information I have investigated, this thing was made by a genius soul master on the mainland a hundred years ago, and later it entered the treasure house of the Tiandou Empire several times."

"Made it by one man?" Xie Chun was shocked. Even though he used to drive, it was unrealistic to let him rub one out with his bare hands. How did he do it a hundred years ago?

"Maybe a group of people under his command will help him build it." Qian Renxue said uncertainly, "The specific process is not recorded."

"Who is that genius soul master?" Xie Chun seriously suspected that this man was a time traveler. The ancient fantasy background developed normally. How could he create a car?

"Have you heard of Duanmupan?"

“…Who is that?”

Qian Renxue glanced at him deeply: "The first twin martial soul master on the continent."

Xie Chun frowned and recalled: "I seemed to have read the records about the first twin martial soul soul master before. The final outcome should be to absorb the soul ring and die and die?"

"Who knows if it is true?" Qian Renxue said with a smile, then pulled out a thick book from the bookshelf beside her. "This is an autobiography about Duanmupan in the library, you can take it and read it."

“…so thick?”

"It should be artistically processed, and many things look very unpleasant, but..."

"But what?"

"I guess you still have to find time to go back to the Spirit Hall." Qian Renxue shrugged.

Xie Chun thought about it for two seconds. If he guessed correctly, Bibi Dong would definitely know something. After all, she is the second twin martial soul on the mainland, and she did not have the "death of the body" and should have known more or less about Duanmu Pan's deeds.

No matter what, he knows more than his third twin martial soul.

Xie Chun slowly opened the black cover book, and the title page reads the following sentence:

"The world has eight dou, Duanmu Pan takes one stone, but the world has two dou." - Duanmu Pan

"So arrogant?" Xie Chun pursed his lips, "Will you really be beaten if you say such words?"

"From the perspective of a hundred years ago, he was the only twin martial soul on the mainland at that time. When he practiced to the top, he should be an invincible existence." Qian Renxue tried to substitute the situation before.

“It makes sense too.”

Xie Chun nodded casually. Anyway, this person has been dead for so many years, so it doesn't matter how to arrange it.

Turning back the pages of the autobiography in his hand, Xie Chun became more and more frightened as he looked. From the perspective of ordinary people on Douluo Continent, it does look very unrestrained, but from his perspective...

"Abolish slavery, implement county system, and improve productivity..."
Chapter completed!