It couldn't be helped. That was just how people with high looks and great talent were.
"Qin Feng, do you know that you grew up in our Spirit Hall when you were little? So, you are actually one of us. My daughter has been your childhood friend since you were young."
Bibi Dong spoke in a warm, spring-like voice.
"Alright, alright, I've heard this kind of trick plenty of times. Saying I belonged to Spirit Hall since childhood—why not say I was the Crown Prince since childhood too?"
Qin Feng waved his hand, looking utterly uninterested in such words.
Of course he was part of Spirit Hall. Otherwise, why would he keep butting heads with Uncle Chrysanthemum?
And why else would he have returned here?
"You!!"
Seeing Qin Feng behave so brazenly, Bibi Dong was instantly consumed by fury.
She was the Pope of Spirit Hall!
It was only because she cherished talent that she had repeatedly come to invite him.
Yet who would have thought that this brat would become more and more fearless!
To be honest, Bibi Dong truly wanted to slap him to death right then and there!!
But on second thought, this brat was a freak!
He could suppress Tang San, Xiao Gang's disciple. In the future, he might even break through to become Titled Douluo and attain the Great Dao. She forcibly extinguished the blazing rage in her heart.
In the distant future, people would say that there had been three gods on Douluo Continent throughout history. One was Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall at the time, the Empress who ruled the world. Another was the Angel God, the Empress's daughter. The last was the god who wielded the Two-Form Heavenly Gang Hammer—her disciple.
Just thinking about it, what kind of satisfaction would