"You're fucking Bibi Dong?!"
!!!
The moment Zhang Yang said this, both Tang San beside him and Bibi Dong standing opposite him froze.
Well, this was very unexpected.
Tang San was not surprised by Zhang Yang's hostility toward Bibi Dong, but he was surprised that Zhang Yang would directly provoke her in such a simple, unpretentious manner.
After all, Zhang Yang's sharp tongue usually showed itself through sarcastic barbs, rather than such straightforward contempt and insults.
As for Bibi Dong, she was literally taken by surprise.
Having served as the Pope of Spirit Hall for so many years, Bibi Dong had already forgotten the last time someone had insulted her mother.
It had truly been a very long time.
Once she recovered, Bibi Dong's expression immediately darkened.
But she was the Pope of Spirit Hall, and Zhang Yang was one of the only four remaining Super Douluos in the world. They could not possibly stand there with their hands on their hips and curse at each other like a pair of shrews.
That would be a complete waste of time.
Bibi Dong still had many important questions to ask Zhang Yang.
"You killed Xue Qinghe?"
Bibi Dong not cursing back at him surprised Zhang Yang somewhat, but that did not stop him from spreading Zuan culture.
"Xue Qinghe? You mean that father-killing orphan by my feet? No, I didn't kill him. His lack of manners is his problem—I won't learn from him. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is an upright and prestigious sect. How could we possibly assassinate the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire? Do you think the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is as shameless as your Spirit Hall?"
"!!!"
Zhang Yang grinned. "Of course, aside from Xue Qinghe, I did kill a few others. Blood Rage