Actions from All Sides, Lu Mingchuan's Hardworking Version

Pope's Palace.

"Yue Guan."

"Here!"

In the empty hall, Yue Guan's figure appeared at some unknown moment.

"Leave for The Hunt Academy in Heaven Dou City immediately. Find the man named Lu Mingchuan and obtain his Self-Created Soul Skill."

"Whether through threats or inducements."

At those words, sweat instantly trickled down Yue Guan's temples.

This mission was unlike the usual ones. On Douluo Continent, everyone in the soul master world knew the value of a Self-Created Soul Skill.

They were sending him to ask someone for their Self-Created Soul Skill—and someone accompanied by a level ninety-eight Peak Douluo at that.

They practically wanted to see how tall the grass on his grave could grow.

"Yes, yes!"

But thinking of Bibi Dong's state over the past two years, Yue Guan gritted his teeth and accepted.

Inwardly, though, he had already begun drafting his will.

"Rest assured. Once this mission is completed, I will not treat you poorly."

Seemingly seeing through Yue Guan's thoughts, Bibi Dong offered him an empty promise, one whose flavor was anyone's guess.

As a subordinate, no matter what Yue Guan thought, he could only silently thank her for the promise she had made him.

"I will not disappoint Your Holiness's trust!"

"Good. This mission will not be easy. Remember to bring Ghost Douluo."

"Now go prepare."

"Yes, Your Holiness."

Yue Guan cupped his fists, though endless sorrow filled his heart.

It seemed the Pope did not just want to see the grass on his grave, but Ghost Douluo's as well.

Even after leaving Pope's Palace, Yue Guan's mood had yet to settle.

"What mission did His Holiness assign you?"

Ghost Douluo appeared beside him at some unknown moment.

"This isn't just my mission."

Yue Guan shook his head and gestured for them to talk as they walked.