Qian Renxue's Longing

She Long's eyes lit up. "You mean..."

"That's right. At this point, there's no other way. We can only do this. Spirit Hall still belongs to the Great Grand Elder now. We can't go wrong with this. Let's go report back to Miss."

Ci Xue laughed heartily, leaped lightly into the air, and flew into the distance, soon vanishing from sight.

She Long followed close behind. With Miss's protection, the Pope could not kill them yet.

Meanwhile, Liu Yi returned to his room, opened the envelope, and looked at the densely written page.

"Husband, it's been so long. How have you been? Have you been eating on time? Don't train so hard anymore. Rest properly, and don't stay up late all the time. It really isn't good for you. Also... ah, how should I put this... I just... I just... I miss you~, I really, really miss you. In the days without you, it feels like the whole world has turned dark, as though I can't even breathe."

"Just like that old saying: one day apart feels like three autumns. I miss you. When will you come back? I'll wait for you~"

Love, Xue~

Seeing this, Liu Yi smiled happily. After reading it several more times, he carefully put the letter away.

Xue Er, wait for me. Your husband is coming back.

Liu Yi had been planning to return to the Heaven Dou Empire to see Qian Renxue, but the moment he stepped outside, he ran into Grandmaster and the others.

"Hm? Grandmaster, Dean, why are you here?"

Flender smiled. "Hehe, little brother Liu Yi, we just discussed it and want to arrange some trials for the children. What do you think?"

"Hm? The dean can decide that matter. I'm only a teacher, after all."

But Grandmaster, standing beside Flender, said, "We mainly considered your age. You should only be around eighteen this year, correct?"

"I turned eighteen today."

"Then that's perfect. The children aren't much different from you in age, so you'll be able to get along with them. That's the key to improving their strength. We're all old. If we say too much, they might become unhappy. So, we hope you can participate this time as well."

Liu Yi really wanted to refuse. He still wanted to go to the Heaven Dou Empire. Going on this trial would definitely delay him.

Zhao Wuji was the first to speak. "Don't worry. Brother Liu Yi will definitely help."

Liu Yi froze. Zhao Wuji's mouth was as loose as an old woman's pajama waistband—he blabbed about everything.

Looking into their eyes, Liu Yi sighed helplessly.

"Fine. I agree."

Flender burst into laughter. "Good. Then we won't disturb you any longer. Get on with your business."

After they left, Liu Yi took out a sheet of paper and a pen from the cabinet.

After briefly writing a few words, he placed it inside an envelope.

Then he headed to Suotuo City.

Walking along the streets of Suotuo City, Liu Yi arrived at something like a courier station.

He did not have a Titled Douluo to deliver his letters, so he could only rely on someone else.

"Who's the proprietor?"

At that moment, a middle-aged man walked out from behind the counter. After carefully sizing Liu Yi up, he said,

"That would be me. What do you need?"

"Help me deliver this letter to the Education Committee of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, to Chief Meng Shenji."

The man glanced at the envelope in Liu Yi's hand, then waved him off.

"Not going."

"Hm?" Liu Yi frowned slightly. "Why not?"

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy isn't a place ordinary people can enter. Besides, as far as I know, the Education Committee members are all Soul Douluo-level powerhouses. They're awfully arrogant."

The proprietor waved his hand and returned to the counter, continuing to calculate his accounts.

Just as Liu Yi was about to leave, a voice sounded beside him.

"I can help you."

Liu Yi looked toward the source of the voice. To his surprise, the one who had spoken was a beggar.

The beggar looked to be in his forties. He wore ragged clothes and gave off a pungent stench that made him difficult to approach.

"No need."

Liu Yi turned to leave. He could not trust this fellow. If the man lost his letter, who was he supposed to ask for it?

"I can deliver it to the person you want it delivered to."

"Hm?" Liu Yi was startled by those words. He turned back to look at the beggar, only to find that he had disappeared.

He searched around, but there was no trace of the man.

"If you want to find me, come to the forest in the distance."

At that moment, the hoarse voice sounded again.

Liu Yi narrowed his eyes. For someone to vanish within the range of his senses, this person had to be a Titled Douluo!

But who could this Titled Douluo be?

With that question in mind, Liu Yi left Suotuo City and entered a dense forest.

The moment he entered the forest, an incomparably violent aura rushed at him, making even Liu Yi knit his brows tightly.

"Senior, what exactly did you call me here for? It can't be as simple as delivering a letter, can it?"

"Hahaha~ Boy, you're quite good."

At that moment, the beggar appeared before Liu Yi.

"Who exactly are you?"

Liu Yi had already summoned the Seven Kill Sword, watching the Titled Douluo before him vigilantly.

The beggar smiled faintly and removed the cloak covering his head, revealing his deathly pale face.

"You are?"

"My name is Gui Mei, Titled Ghost!"

Liu Yi narrowed his eyes. The man before him was none other than one of Spirit Hall's elders, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

"So Senior is the famed Ghost Douluo. This junior offers his respects."

Gui Mei walked over to Liu Yi's side and sneered. "I could kill you right now."

Liu Yi frowned tightly. "May I ask why Senior wishes to kill me? Even if I must die, at least let me understand why."

Gui Mei's hoarse voice rang out again, his eyes filled with disdain.

"To tell you the truth, the Pope wants you dead."

"The Pope? Could it be... Bibi Dong!"

"Hmph!" Gui Mei snorted coldly. "Is Bibi Dong a name you can call her by?"

"The only reason you're still alive is because of the Young Mistress. Otherwise, you'd already be dead. My purpose here today is simple: I wanted to see the person the Pope wants to kill."

"Boy, you're quite impressive, and you have plenty of nerve. You actually married our Young Mistress."

Liu Yi recovered from his shock. He had never expected Bibi Dong to want him dead. Was it because of Qian Renxue?

"I can spare your life today, but remember this: you are in great danger."

"Give me the letter. I'll deliver it for you."

After thinking it over, Liu Yi still handed the envelope to Ghost Douluo.

Although Ghost Douluo was Bibi Dong's confidant, he still feared the Great Grand Elder to some extent. Now that Liu Yi had become the man of the Great Grand Elder's granddaughter, he was also Spirit Hall's son-in-law. His status was comparable to that of the elders of the Elder Hall.

If he truly angered Liu Yi, it would be too late for regrets.

That was also why he had come today. Gui Mei did not want Liu Yi to die by his own hand. He would rather kill with a borrowed blade than die himself.