Turning the Tables, Gui Mei Arrives

"Gui Mei?" Luo Can raised a brow, then nodded in understanding. "That makes sense. He really is the most likely candidate."

Ghost Douluo's martial soul was elusive and unpredictable, making him especially skilled at gathering intelligence and conducting covert surveillance. Sending him to "supervise" them was both reasonable and a convenient way to secretly investigate Fate Defying Pavilion's true strength.

"If it really is him, then this is going to be interesting." A teasing smile curved Qian Renxue's lips.

Yue Guan had already sounded him out before, and his resolve had begun to waver. By sending him here, Bibi Dong was practically delivering him into our hands. Once she revealed herself, winning Gui Mei over would be entirely possible.

"Once he arrives, we'll give him a proper 'welcome.'" Luo Can chuckled. "We can open the outer Soul Tool Hall to him. Let him look at the basic Energy Gathering Arrays and the Level-One Soul Tool Cannon production line to his heart's content."

"Not only that..." Qian Renxue picked up the thread, a sly gleam flashing through her eyes. "We'll deliberately let him get hold of a few half-real, half-fake 'Ancient Soul Tool blueprints.' Mix the genuine with the counterfeit and let him take them back for Bibi Dong to assess."

Hearing that, Luo Can could not help pinching her cheek. "Xue'er, you've got more tricks up your sleeve than a beehive has holes."

"Same to you." Qian Renxue lifted her chin, smiling like a cunning little fox.

This game against Bibi Dong could begin the moment Gui Mei stepped into Fate Defying Pavilion.

Meanwhile, in Spirit City a thousand miles away.

Inside Pope Palace, Bibi Dong sat upon a purple-gold throne. Her violet papal robes accentuated her cold, stunning features, and her presence was overwhelmingly imposing.

After hearing Yue Guan's