"Talk things over? How am I supposed to talk things over with him? How strange!"
"I refuse this unreasonable request. You won't force me to go, will you?"
Ye Xingchen shook his head slightly, his expression calm, and spoke bluntly to Platinum Bishop Salas before him.
Salas sighed, looking somewhat displeased. Ye Xingchen's response had not come as a surprise.
Fortunately, His Holiness the Pope had already anticipated all of this. He immediately said:
"Your response doesn't surprise me. His Holiness the Pope foresaw that you wouldn't agree, so she prepared another option!"
With that, Platinum Bishop Salas waved his hand, and a golden mirror appeared in it.
He turned to glance at Ye Xingchen and cupped his hands in salute.
"This is a spatial mirror His Holiness the Pope specially prepared for you. You can speak face-to-face through it. I won't stay here and disturb you!"
"We can discuss anything else afterward. I hope you'll have a proper talk with His Holiness the Pope!"
Watching Platinum Bishop Salas walk toward the door, Ye Xingchen felt a little puzzled.
He glanced back at the golden mirror. What tricks was Bibi Dong playing?
As the door closed, the golden mirror suddenly released a golden glow.
The next second, a phantom quietly appeared. It was none other than Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall.
With her exquisite face and graceful figure, Bibi Dong held the Scepter as she looked at Ye Xingchen, a trace of a smile appearing on her face.
The woman of lofty status and immense authority shook her head slightly and said softly:
"You must be Ye Xingchen. You truly inspire longing, just as the legends say. I never expected you to appear in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. This truly is a loss for our Spirit