I knew Qian Renxue was up to no good. I never expected her to screw me over this badly, Han Yu grumbled inwardly.
But on second thought, why had Bibi Dong come here today? Though today's auction was grand, there was no need for the Pope of Spirit Hall to attend in person.
Even so, shouldn't Xue Ye have attended as well? People of their status surely cared about matching ranks.
Looking at Bibi Dong's plain attire, Han Yu felt that this matter was probably not so simple.
"Pope, I failed to welcome you from afar. Please forgive me," Xue Qinghe said with a smile that did not reach her eyes.
She was not truly Xue Qinghe, but Qian Renxue. More importantly, this mother and daughter seemed cursed, locked in a relationship of love and hatred.
Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes shifted as she withdrew her gaze from Xue Qinghe and turned to Han Yu. "Hmph. I invited you to take a position at Spirit Hall Academy, yet you vanished without a trace. Then you turned around and pledged yourself to the Heaven Dou Empire. Heh, do you take Spirit Hall for fools?"
Han Yu had long prepared an answer for Bibi Dong's questioning. "My apologies, Pope. While I was in Nuoding City, I concealed my strength. I believed that the terms you offered did not match my abilities."
Bibi Dong possessed a small amount of Rakshasa God's divine power, so it would not be difficult for her to see through his strength. What Han Yu said was reasonable enough, and at the very least, Bibi Dong could not use it against him.
"Soul Saint. You are quite good, but not good enough." With a cold sneer, Bibi Dong continued, "I now invite you to join Spirit Hall. You may either