"Xie Yue pays respects to Your Holiness!" The young man dropped to one knee and solemnly bowed. It was none other than Xie Yue.
"Mm, rise." Bibi Dong's calm yet imposing voice rang out.
"Thank you, Your Holiness!" Xie Yue thanked her once more before rising from the ground.
"This time, your summons have nothing to do with me. He is the one who wanted to see you." Bibi Dong looked at Lu Yuan as she spoke.
At those words, Xie Yue shifted his gaze to Lu Yuan. The moment he saw Lu Yuan's face clearly, he was instantly startled.
"You... why are you in the Papal Hall?" Xie Yue pointed at Lu Yuan, his face filled with shock. This was the Hall Master of Dragon King Hall—how could he possibly appear in the Papal Hall?
What was even more astonishing was that he and Your Holiness seemed very familiar with each other and shared a close relationship.
"Why can't I be in the Papal Hall?" Lu Yuan asked with a faint smile as he watched Xie Yue's astonished expression.
"Aren't you the Hall Master of Dragon King Hall? Dragon King Hall has always been at odds with our Spirit Hall. Could it be that Dragon King Hall has now submitted to Spirit Hall?"
Xie Yue let his imagination run wild.
"You have quite an imagination, but you're still wrong. I am here not because Dragon King Hall submitted to Spirit Hall, but because I was originally the Holy Son of Spirit Hall. Understand?"
Lu Yuan spoke gently.
"The Holy Son of Spirit Hall? You're the Holy Son?" Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Xie Yue was utterly stunned. He could hardly believe that Lu Yuan was actually the Holy Son of Spirit Hall.
"He is the Holy Son. Dragon King Hall