Your Holiness, How Is the Scenery in This Prison?

An elder close to the Pope?

When Xiao Li heard that, his head buzzed, and his mind went blank on the spot.

He was stunned!

That was right, stunned.

He had guessed that Li Mubai might be a descendant of some elder's collateral branch.

He had never imagined that Li Mubai was an elder himself!

But...

Why didn't he remember this elder at all?

Could it be... that Li Mubai was Spirit Hall's newly appointed elder, the tenth elder, whom everyone in Spirit City had been talking about lately?

That was the only possibility that made sense. Otherwise, what could have brought the Pope here?

Rumors had been spreading through the city lately.

This mysterious Tenth Elder was so favored by Her Holiness that she had left her own chambers and gone to his residence, staying there for an entire day.

Such a strange thing had never happened before.

Clearly,

Her Holiness was truly very fond of this new elder.

And now,

because the elder had been arrested, she had even come to the City Guard Office in person. This was fucking ridiculous!

Xiao Li no longer dared to imagine what would happen next.

The word "elder" alone had frightened him so badly that his mind was in turmoil and his whole body trembled.

An elder of Spirit Hall!

At the very least, an elder had to be a Titled Douluo!

He had actually arrested someone who could easily crush him to death with a flick of a finger.

And that wasn't all.

He had even brazenly threatened Li Mubai, going so far as to invoke Spirit Hall to frighten him.

Now that he thought about it, Xiao Li finally understood.

The clown jumping about all along had been him!

No wonder Li Mubai had seemed so fearless when Xiao Li brought him to the City Guard Office.

Never mind that awesome status of his.

His strength alone was enough to put him at the peak of this world. He had no reason to feel afraid.

If Xiao Li had been in his place, he naturally wouldn't have shown the slightest fear either.

After all, how could a Titled Douluo be afraid of a mere lackey?

Xiao Li couldn't put on airs anymore.

If he had been like a lord just moments ago, now he was a blade of grass that would topple at a puff of wind.

Just as the two men from the City Guard Office were still feeling uneasy,

Bibi Dong's clear voice rang out again, carrying a touch of authority that brooked no objection:

"Take me to the dungeon."

"Yes."

Director Li answered, then began leading the way.

Soon,

the two men brought Bibi Dong into the dungeon.

Tap, tap, tap...

Crisp footsteps echoed through the dungeon.

Flickering candlelight drove back the darkness, but overall, the dungeon was still rather dim.

If an ordinary person came here, the light might be too dim for them to see the path beneath their feet, and they could fall flat on their face.

But such an environment posed no difficulty for Soul Masters, whose physical abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people.

As soon as they entered the dungeon,

a strange, revolting stench in the air assaulted their noses.

Even Bibi Dong couldn't help frowning slightly before holding her breath for the time being.

For a Titled Douluo,

holding her breath for ten minutes was still possible.

Although holding her breath could keep the stench out, it couldn't completely shut out the invisible damp heat in the air.

That invisible heat came into direct contact with her body, leaving Bibi Dong feeling somewhat uncomfortable all over.

At the same time, it made the anger in her heart flare a little higher.

The two people ahead of her had actually dared to arrest Li Mubai, an elder of Spirit Hall, and bring him here.

Their audacity reached the heavens!

However,

Bibi Dong was also puzzled.

Li Mubai was clearly a Level 90 Titled Douluo, and a powerful one at that. Why had he willingly come here?

Bibi Dong held Li Mubai's strength in very high regard.

That was also why Li Mubai had been able to join Spirit Hall so easily.

Bibi Dong knew something of Li Mubai's history.

He had been exceptionally talented since childhood, and on top of that, he had worked extremely hard.

He had poured every drop of sweat into his cultivation, and after just twenty-one years of painstaking effort, he had flown all the way to the realm of a Level 90 Titled Douluo.

Although he had advanced extremely quickly, his strength was not weak in the slightest.

She had tested Li Mubai's strength back then.

She had thought she could easily suppress a grassroots rogue cultivator like him, but the result had been unexpected.

Li Mubai's strength had actually been no less than hers!

Although Li Mubai had "lost" in the end, she knew the boy had deliberately held back.

He was strong and knew how to conduct himself and handle affairs. At first glance, he was good in every respect.

But...

Such a person had a very peculiar trait.

He was too low-key, too cautious.

Take this time, for example.

If Li Mubai had revealed his identity, there was no way a mere City Guard Office could have arrested him.

Besides,

even if he didn't reveal his identity, he could at least have run away, couldn't he?

Surely Xiao Li, who was only level thirty-something, couldn't have caught up with a Titled Douluo?

But what did Li Mubai do?

He did the exact opposite and walked straight into the net.

When she first heard the news, she had found it somewhat unbelievable.

But she had quickly realized that Li Mubai might have acted that way on purpose.

Wanting to see what medicine Li Mubai was selling in his gourd, she had come out herself.

"Ow, ow..."

Wails came ceaselessly from a cell along the passageway, the voice filled with pain and despair.

Bibi Dong turned her head slightly toward the sound.

An old man in rags, nothing but skin and bones, lay on the straw-covered floor, wailing weakly.

At the sight,

Bibi Dong's gaze grew somewhat complicated, but she showed not a trace of pity.

This was a prison, a place where criminals were held, a byword for sin.

Most of the people locked up here had done wrong.

She would not meddle in such matters.

So she continued forward.

"I've been wronged! I really have been wronged!"

After a few more steps,

Bibi Dong heard someone shouting that they had been wronged.

She paid it no heed and continued forward.

She had only one purpose in coming here: Li Mubai.

As for the others, she had no desire to concern herself with them, or rather, she couldn't be bothered.

They were all ordinary mortals, people so weak they couldn't be any weaker. What use was there in saving them?

Soon,

the group reached the innermost part of the prison, where Li Mubai was being held.

Bibi Dong's appearance

drew the attention of quite a few prisoners.

"What a beautiful woman. If I could pin her beneath me... wouldn't it be bliss beyond heaven?"

"Madman Wang, shut up! Have you really gone mad? Didn't you see how even the people from the City Guard Office treat her with great respect?"

"What's there to be afraid of? We're all going to die anyway. It's my mouth, and I'll say whatever I want. I might not even make it through this winter, so what's there to fear?"

"Who is that woman? Why does she seem to have such an impressive background?"

Bibi Dong paid no attention to their discussions.

Her gaze fell straight on Li Mubai, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Seeing Bibi Dong arrive, Li Mubai suddenly smiled.

"Your Holiness, how is the scenery in this prison?"