Bibi Dong's Special Favoritism

Tang San was startled.

He had not expected the exceptionally beautiful Pope before him to know his useless teacher as well.

Then, joy surged within him.

This time, he was the one in the spotlight.

Yet he failed to notice Yu Xiaogang kneeling on both knees at the outskirts, his head bowed.

His entire body trembled with fear.

Tang San suppressed the joy in his heart.

As well as his hatred for Spirit Hall.

Neither servile nor overbearing, he replied, "Yes, His Holiness the Pope."

Bibi Dong casually nodded at Tang San and continued asking,

"I heard that you are Tang Hao's son, and that you possess Twin Martial Souls as well?"

Tang San froze for a moment, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.

With a trace of unease, he said, "In reply to His Holiness the Pope, that is indeed the case."

"So, are these the capital that gives you the nerve to disregard my Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong's voice turned icy.

It even carried killing intent.

Bibi Dong had seen Tang San's hostility toward Ye Qiu.

"..."

Tang San's body shuddered.

Ma Hongjun and the others' hearts also began racing.

"Tang San would not dare."

Tang San lowered his head, humiliation and resentment filling his heart.

His hatred for Spirit Hall deepened even further.

"Would not dare? Then why aren't you kneeling—?!"

Bibi Dong suddenly shouted.

Soul Power surged from her body as her pressure bore down upon Tang San, Yu Tianheng, and the others.

Thud!

"Ah—!"

Without the slightest surprise,

Yu Tianheng, Ma Hongjun, and Dai Mubai were forced directly onto their knees.

Cries of pain escaped them.

Tang San bent at the waist, his knees slowly drawing closer to the ground.

Bang!

There was no suspense.

Under Bibi Dong's pressure, Tang San knelt directly on the