"What is there to worry about? Just say it, Young Master. This old man won't blame you." Dugu Bo smiled. Long Yun's attitude had put him at ease, and he was no longer as restrained as before.
"Besides being the Young Master of the Divine Palace, I have another identity," Long Yun said slowly. "I am also the disciple of the current Pope and the future Saint Child!"
The smile on Dugu Bo's face suddenly froze. His mind went blank for a moment. The disciple of the Spirit Hall Pope? The impact of this news on Dugu Bo was enormous. He had conflicts with Spirit Hall; Spirit Hall had even hunted him down in the past. It could be said that they were enemies. Yet Long Yun was saying that he belonged to Spirit Hall and was even the Pope's disciple. For a moment, Dugu Bo did not know how to face Long Yun. It felt as though the heavens were playing a joke on him.
Dugu Bo fell silent, his expression as he looked at Long Yun complicated. He suddenly did not know what to do. Should he remain in the Divine Palace or leave? Staying in the Divine Palace would be equivalent to joining Spirit Hall, something Dugu Bo still found somewhat difficult to accept. But if he left, he truly could not bear to do so. Detoxifying himself, allowing Yan Yan to become a Titled Douluo, and increasing his Soul Power—these were all temptations he found impossible to refuse. Giving them up would be like cutting off his own flesh, unbearably painful.
Long Yun also fell silent as he watched Dugu Bo say nothing. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Elder Dugu, there's no need to make things so difficult for yourself. I know you had