He noticed that the Pope and the Holy Son seemed very close. The Pope kept glancing at the Holy Son from time to time.
The usually stern and unsmiling His Holiness the Pope seemed to be in a rather good mood throughout the journey.
Snake Lance Douluo had never seen Bibi Dong act so approachable.
When he saw Su Wen put a necklace around Bibi Dong's neck, the two of them nearly touching, Snake Lance Douluo's eyes widened in utter shock.
"Th-this... Their relationship as master and disciple is even closer than I imagined!"
Suddenly, Bibi Dong looked in his direction. Snake Lance Douluo's heart lurched, and he immediately stopped watching. He waited until the two of them entered Spirit Hall before following them inside.
"Your Holiness the Pope!"
Platinum Bishop Salas knelt on one knee, looking somewhat apprehensive.
"Rise. I'm only here for a look around. Make the necessary arrangements. Later, I'll be going to the palace with the Holy Son."
Bibi Dong's voice was a little cold, no longer showing even a hint of the softness she'd displayed earlier.
"As you command, Your Holiness the Pope. You and the Holy Son may rest in the main hall first."
Seeing that Bibi Dong agreed, Salas immediately led the way.
They had just arrived at a luxurious room when a man's voice sounded at the door.
"Your Holiness the Pope!"
Bibi Dong waved Salas away, and he tactfully withdrew from the room.
Snake Lance Douluo entered and knelt on one knee before Bibi Dong, who was seated in a chair. "Your Holiness the Pope."
"What is it?" Bibi Dong asked coolly.
Snake Lance Douluo didn't answer at once. Instead, he glanced at Su Wen. Realizing he was intruding, Su Wen stood up and was about to leave when Bibi Dong