Taking Away Bibi Dong's Papal Throne! Giving Hu Liena Candied Hawthorn?

Bibi Dong looked at Yu Fan was sitting on her throne.

She was somewhat displeased and was about to persuade Yu Fan to get down from the throne.

Then I heard...

"Bibi Dong, your throne even has a built-in heating function."

Yu Fan touched the throne and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad!"

"Could I take it back to Nuoding City?"

Regarding this question...

Bibi Dong's knuckles, gripping the scepter, had turned slightly white.

The Gui Mei, unable to bear it any longer, said...

"Tang San, how rude of you! Since you keep talking about the teachings of sages, then you should be behaving like this towards our Pope..."

"Huh? What did you just say?"

The power of the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring Yu Fan's feet intensified.

Although Gui Mei was not afraid of Yu Fan's power, in his heart the Spirit Hall was far more important than his own life.

If it weren't for the Spirit Hall's appreciation...

Where did he get his current status and power?

But looking at Yu Fan was being rather rude and arrogant, he felt a chill run down his spine.

He feared that after he died, Yue Guan would be left without anyone to care for him.

The Spirit Hall would not risk antagonizing a Demigod- level fighter for the sake of a mere ordinary Titled Douluo.

So what he feared was dying in vain.

Yes, that's it!

"Your His Holiness the Pope, he's too arrogant!"

Gui Mei, suppressing his anger, said...

He felt like his lungs were about to burst.

"Good! Good!!"

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and turned away with an air of arrogance.

Even his voice carried a hint of anger.

"Take it! Take it if you want it!!"

She'd like to see.

Does Yu Fan really have the guts to bring her throne back to some damn Nuoding City?

However, something truly unexpected happened.

"Oh, thank you so much, Your His Holiness the Pope!"

Yu Fan gripped the two armrests of the throne, then exerted force with both palms.

The next moment.

"Boom--!"

Bibi Dong's Pope throne was thus lifted up.

"Your His Holiness the Pope... you, you must look at him!"

The Gui Mei uttered a hushed voice.

Upon hearing the loud noise, Bibi Dong's eyes widened, and she turned around in disbelief.

"You... how dare you!!"

Bibi Dong truly never expected that this brainless Yu Fan would actually take away her Pope throne.

She initially thought Yu Fan was only speaking to humiliate her Yu Fan missed her.

But now it seems!

Yu Fan is clearly a complete idiot!

Who would travel all this way to her Pope Hall...?

Do absolutely nothing!

They're specifically there to move the Pope's throne?!

"Hey, didn't you tell me to take it with me?"

Yu Fan tilted his head innocently.

He looked at the Pope throne and had to admit that it weighed over a thousand pounds.

The Pope throne that Bibi Dong is sitting on is top-tier in both material and style.

That's right, you have such a damn good eye.

He'll move this thing to Dorm Seven then, wouldn't that shock his friends to death?

"I'm letting you take me away...?"

Bibi Dong found it somewhat difficult to find a passage.

"Since I'm letting you take me away, you will..."

At this point, Bibi Dong was indeed somewhat in the wrong.

She was truly at her wit's end, having to contend with an idiot.

No sane person would believe that what she just said meant she really intended to give the Pope's throne to Yu Fan, right?

That's about her reputation as Pope!

The Pope's throne is gone, what kind of Pope is she now?!

"That's enough, that's enough!"

Bibi Dong waved her hand and said.

"You shall disappear from my sight immediately!"

"On what grounds?"

"What? You ask me by what right?"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and said.

"Isn't it enough that I am the Pope of the Spirit Hall?"

"Oh."

Yu Fan reluctantly carried the Pope throne away.

Bibi Dong watched Yu Fan's departing figure and couldn't help but curse.

"Where did this amazing person come from?"

"Your His Holiness the Pope, I think that kid is a complete idiot!"

The Gui Mei pointed to his forehead and said viciously.

"Think about it, His Holiness the Pope..."

"His mind and IQ are neither like a normal person's!"

What's the point of arguing with someone like that?

"Even if he's beaten to death, he probably won't even know why he was beaten to death!"

"..."

Hearing your words is like having wasted ten years of schooling.

"Ghost Elder, what you said does make some sense."

Bibi Dong pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Go and bring him back to me."

"I intend to extract information about that deity from him."

"..."

Gui Mei's entire face couldn't help but fall into a smile.

He really wanted to slap himself.

Tell me about yourself...

Why do you have such a foul mouth?

"Hmm? Hurry up and go."

Bibi Dong looked at the Gui Mei, her tone turning colder.

She was currently in a bad mood because of losing the Pope.

"Yes, it is His Holiness the Pope!"

The Gui Mei immediately gave chase.

At this moment, at the entrance of the Spirit Hall Academy.

Hu Liena held a candied hawthorn in her hand, and her smooth golden hair was adorned with a glittering gold hairpin.

Although she was only four years older than Tang San.

But now it can be considered as a bud about to bloom.

"Brother, how come you've grown so strong?"

Hu Liena looked at Yu Fan with a blank expression.

"That's because of the Martial Soul, of course."

Yu Fan explained.

Don't you have a pair of fluffy little ears on your head?

"That's because I activated my Martial Soul Possession."

"Yeah, I've activated my Martial Soul Possession too."

"Then why don't you have Martial Soul, brother?"

"Then don't worry about it."

"..."

Yu Fan couldn't very well tell Hu Liena that he didn't have Martial Soul at all.

The concept of Body Martial Soul has never existed in the current Douluo Continent.

"Is this candied hawthorn delicious?"

"It's delicious, thank you, brother."

Hu Liena ate a candied hawthorn while slowly putting away her Demon Fox Martial Soul.

Just now, Yu Fan suggested giving me candied hawthorns based on my Martial Soul.

Hu Liena herself was quite bold, and in any case, no one in Spirit City could touch her.

Therefore, she accepted Yu Fan's candied hawthorn.

Just then...

"Nana, Nana!"

An affectionate greeting came from behind.

Suddenly, Yan, with his red hair, trotted out of the Spirit Hall Academy.

Hu Liena frowned slightly.

"Yan, didn't I already tell you? Could you please stop calling me Nana all the time?"

"Hey-hey..."

Yan chuckled foolishly.

"Wouldn't that make us seem closer?"

Who wants to get close to you?

Hu Liena turned around.

He took a bite of the candied hawthorn in his hand and said.

"Anyway, if you dare call me Nana again, don't blame me for ignoring you completely."

"Nana, please don't! I promise I'll never call you Nana again."

Although it's a guarantee.

But Yan still called out the same sentence twice.

He knew that Hu Liena would never completely turn against him.

After all, all three were geniuses carefully cultivated by the Spirit Hall, and they saw each other all the time.

"By the way, Nana, who is he? Why does he look so strange?"

Yan looked at Yu Fan, who was 1.8 meters tall.

Although he admitted that Yu Fan was just a muscular guy, he was still a handsome man with delicate features.

But...

How could someone like that be around Hu Liena?