Since Han Yu intended to join her faction and possessed extraordinary talent, Qian Renxue knew she had to take this gamble.
Sitting in his chair, Han Yu said quietly, "You don't need to hide it. I'm very sensitive to auras. I can sense exactly who you are."
He opened by putting her in check. He wanted to see how Qian Renxue would respond.
She narrowed her eyes. "Oh? So you already know everything?"
She Long and the other man, who had been monitoring the reception hall, were already prepared to make a move.
Han Yu's words had clearly indicated that he knew Qian Renxue and Xue Qinghe were the same person.
This was Spirit Hall's most closely guarded plan. If anything went wrong, none of them would escape responsibility, so they had no choice but to treat it with utmost caution.
After thinking for a moment, Qian Renxue suddenly smiled. "Since that's the case, let's speak openly. Your talent is quite impressive. I'd like to invite you to join Spirit Hall."
"I turned down Pope Bibi Dong," Han Yu said flatly.
For one thing, Spirit Hall's internal conflict was not something the outside world could possibly know about. For another, since he had already rejected Bibi Dong, what would it mean if he turned around and agreed to Qian Renxue now?
"It's different. That woman Bibi Dong represents the Papal Hall, while I represent Douluo Hall's Worship Hall. You should understand what that means."
Everyone had only two opportunities to enter Douluo Hall.
The first was on the day they became a Titled Douluo, when they would carve their name within Douluo Hall during their coronation ceremony. The second was after death, when they were buried there.
Han Yu spread his hands. "Fine. I don't dislike Spirit Hall, but I