Bibi Dong remained expressionless. She had opened a way out for him; whether he could rescue them was his own business and had nothing to do with her.
Deep down, she still hoped Tang San would be released, allowed to grow, and return to take revenge on Spirit Hall.
That would also benefit her.
Tang San would then become a thorn in the eyes of Qian Daoliu and the others, buying her even more time to develop in secret.
It had to be said that she had been calculating all along.
Yu Xiaogang turned and left.
After leaving the Papal Palace, he wore a pensive expression. As he nodded slightly, he noticed four people approaching from ahead.
Yu Xiaogang's expression suddenly changed.
Two of those auras were at the Titled Douluo level, while the other two were at the Soul Douluo level.
He recognized two of them. The one in black armor, reeking of death, was Elder Gui, while the one in golden armor was Chrysanthemum Douluo.
They had crossed paths several times during the previous negotiations over the Ten Competitive Theories of Martial Souls.
As for the two people in the middle, he had no idea who they were.
After all, he had spent all these years living in that tiny place called Nuoding City.
When the four saw the man before them, they too frowned. After looking him over and discovering that his cultivation was merely a weak Rank 29, they immediately dismissed him with contempt.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei both felt that the man before them looked somewhat familiar.
However, they had a mission to carry out and could not be bothered with him.
Thus, they brushed past Yu Xiaogang.
"Greetings, Your Eminence the Pope!"
"Your Eminence the Pope, I have invited Tuoba Xi, Sect Master