Arriving at the Slaughter Palace, the Slaughter Emissary led Bibi Dong inside. The King of Slaughter, seated upon his throne, said, "Welcome back to the City of Slaughter, God of Slaughter Bibi Dong."
"It has been a long time, King of Slaughter. I never expected that I would one day return here as well." Bibi Dong looked at the King of Slaughter coldly. She had no good memories of the City of Slaughter. She then took a seat on a nearby throne, and the Slaughter Emissary immediately poured her a cup of Yellow Springs Dew.
The King of Slaughter said, "You are the God of Slaughter of the City of Slaughter. Your status here is second only to mine, and you may even succeed me and become the new King of Slaughter someday. If you no longer wish to be the Pope one day, returning to the City of Slaughter would not be a bad choice."
"That will not be necessary." Bibi Dong refused outright. "The two children who came here with me are my disciples. I hope the King of Slaughter can look after them."
The King of Slaughter immediately refused. "If they need looking after, then look after them yourself. I do not have the time."
"Besides, you understand the rules of the City of Slaughter. From the moment you brought them here, there was no turning back. If they want to leave the City of Slaughter, their only option is to pass through Hell Road. Of course, if you wish to use your authority as a God of Slaughter to take them away, you can do so right now."
"Since I sent them here, I naturally expect them to pass through Hell Road and become the new generation of Gods of Slaughter." Bibi Dong said seriously, "It