A figure shrouded in golden holy light, his features indistinct yet his aura vast, slowly walked in. It was Guangling Douluo, one of the elders of the Worship Hall.
Guangling Douluo did not even bow to the Pope. In his cold, utterly emotionless voice, he merely said,
"Your Holiness the Pope, the Great Elder wishes to see you."
Bibi Dong's heart sank sharply, and her expression instantly turned incomparably grim.
She knew that old bastard Qian Daoliu had finally noticed something.
Yu Xiaogang's existence was the deepest taboo in her heart, as well as one of the irreconcilable conflicts between her and the Worship Hall.
Although Qian Daoliu had not publicly pursued the matter of Qian Xunji's death and had even tacitly allowed her to ascend to the position of Pope, that had been more for the sake of the Angel God's inheritance and the overall interests of Spirit Hall.
If he learned that she was still in contact with Yu Xiaogang, and had even secretly sent people to protect him, then...
Though her thoughts churned within, Bibi Dong swiftly regained her cold and noble bearing as Pope.
She slowly rose to her feet and said evenly, "May I ask why the Great Elder has summoned me?
As the Pope of Spirit Hall, I have countless affairs to attend to. If this is merely some trivial matter..."
"You will know once you get there."
Guangling Douluo cut her off directly. His tone remained cold, even carrying a trace of disdain. After speaking, he turned and walked out without looking back, seemingly certain that Bibi Dong would follow.
"You!"
Bibi Dong clenched her silver teeth, her fingertips turning faintly white from the force. Towering fury and humiliation surged within her.
Those old fools of the Worship Hall had always relied on