Bibi Dong's expression darkened. "You've really got me cornered, haven't you?"
"Yu Xiaogang, you can blame me for this? Why don't you blame your nephew for overestimating himself? If he hadn't come to compete today, none of this would have happened!"
"And Yu Tianheng was about to attack Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing seems to be your student's woman, so why didn't you keep your death-seeking nephew in line? Is it because he doesn't listen to you, his useless second uncle? Hah, you can't even keep your nephew under control. What else can you do?"
Bibi Dong sneered.
"You!~~" Master's face turned livid from her retort.
Little Jiu rubbed his nose and hurriedly pulled Shui Xinrou and the others away. He had no desire to get caught in the crossfire. Let these two bitter enemies tear into each other—it had nothing to do with them!
One had to know how to protect oneself wisely.
"Forget it, Little Gang. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan never took you seriously anyway. Why do you have to stand up for them?"
Liu Erlong did not want Master and Bibi Dong to keep trading barbs. What if that woman across from them got angry and slapped Master to death?
Liu Erlong practically dragged Master back by the neck.
Bibi Dong was truly delighted. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had been wiped out! Something she had intended to do had been completed ahead of time.
Pope's Hall.
"Nana, the day after tomorrow, you'll be facing Skywater Academy."
Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena warmly and smiled. "Do you have confidence?"
"Teacher, the glory of the Spirit Master Competition will surely belong to Spirit Hall!"
Hu Liena spoke with absolute conviction, for she had every reason to be confident. She had the Ninety-Thousand-Year Torso Bone