Bibi Dong Agrees to the Request, Yu Xiaogang's Leg Breaks Again

The knight lowered his head for a long time, yet received no response from the Pope. He could only wait silently.

"Let him in."

Only after quite a while did Bibi Dong's voice come through.

The knight felt as though he had been granted a pardon. He hurriedly rose and nodded, then turned and left after finishing his task.

"Well?"

Yu Xiaogang seemed somewhat impatient when he saw him come out.

"His Holiness the Pope has permitted you to enter."

At those words, a surge of pride rose within Yu Xiaogang. He reached up to straighten his collar slightly, making himself look a little more presentable.

Then he strode into the Pope's Palace with the confident gait of an average-looking man. Once inside, excitement slowly began to build in his heart.

He could already picture himself acquiring a Self-Created Soul Skill, breaking through level thirty, and ultimately becoming a Limit Douluo.

Bibi Dong, Liu Erlong, and the others would all be behind him, unable to have the man they loved.

"Heh, I nearly forgot to take back the Pope's Token in your hand."

Bibi Dong's icy words pulled him back to reality.

He raised his head and looked at Bibi Dong, seated above him. She wore a luxurious black robe embroidered with golden patterns, a Nine-Curve Purple Gold Crown on her head, and held a nearly two-meter-long scepter studded with countless jewels.

Her skin was fair and her beauty peerless. Yu Xiaogang took two deep breaths and suppressed the desire in his heart.

"I came to ask something of you."

Bibi Dong looked at the person she had thought of day and night, complicated emotions flickering in her eyes.

"You've changed."

"Everyone changes."

"You are right about that. So what exactly could make you change yourself? I'm rather curious too,