Pope's Palace, Assassinate Lu Mingchuan!

Although they had spent a long time with Lu Mingchuan, the two still did not know much about that sort of thing.

Seeing the two flirting so openly now, a trace of shock appeared in their eyes.

Clearly, Alicia's move had left these two, who only knew how to cling to each other and force their way in, completely dumbfounded.

"Alright, alright, stop messing around. Let's head back."

At that moment, Lu Mingchuan noticed more and more eyes turning toward him.

Even someone as thick-skinned as him found it a little hard to bear.

He took the others by the hand and prepared to head back. Alicia had recovered by then as well.

Her cheeks flushed, she allowed him to pull her along.

Huang Quan and Mirror Flow both secretly made a decision in their hearts.

As for what exactly that decision was, no one knew.

Spirit City, Pope's Palace.

"Xue Qinghe has ascended the throne?"

Bibi Dong looked at the intelligence report in her hand, her eyes filled with confusion.

She had received no intelligence whatsoever about this move of his.

She had only gotten hold of this report after it was already done.

Her own child had done something so major without even telling her.

At the thought, anger flared in Bibi Dong's eyes, and an oppressive aura burst from her body uncontrollably.

The man who had delivered the intelligence felt that vast pressure crash over him like waves.

Fear could not help but seize his heart.

The Pope wouldn't kill me to vent her anger, would she?

Sweat the size of beans began to drip continuously from his head, which was pressed to the floor.

His body trembled nonstop like a sieve.

After a long while.

Bibi Dong let out a long breath and slowly set down