"Teacher!"
Having witnessed everything, Hu Liena walked out of the inner hall. She had never seen Bibi Dong in such pain before. Stepping forward to support her, Hu Liena's eyes filled with tears as well.
"Please stop tormenting yourself like this!"
"Why didn't you tell him the truth? If you wanted to kill Tang San and Tang Hao, who in the world could stop you? If you descended personally, you could kill them with a single finger. Why send Ghost Douluo?"
"And back then, you only told Ghost Douluo to bring one or two Titled Douluo. They couldn't possibly have killed Tang San. Ghost Douluo was simply afraid of dying himself, so he brought seven Titled Douluo."
"He knows nothing! He shouldn't be hurting you like this!"
Hu Liena did not merely see Bibi Dong as her teacher; she also saw her as a mother.
And Bibi Dong had never treated Qian Renxue as her daughter. Instead, she had raised this student as her only daughter. How could Hu Liena bear to see Bibi Dong, who was both teacher and mother to her, suffer so much?
She immediately spoke up for her teacher.
Only now did she understand that everything her teacher had done was for that heartless man!
"I can never be with him again! Never..." Bibi Dong shook her head slightly. She knew that Master hated her to the extreme. She could never regain the happiness they had once shared.
Her grip on the scepter was so tight that her slender handprint had been pressed into it.
It was enough to show how much pain she was in.
"Teacher!"
Hu Liena truly did not know how to comfort Bibi Dong. She could only share her sorrow.
"Go. Let me have some peace and quiet," Bibi Dong said, gently