Tang San had just escaped. As he looked at the question on the Light Screen, he couldn't shake the feeling that it had something to do with him again.
Tang San analyzed it:
"Question three asked who obtained the Divine Slaughter's Domain, and I was one of the answers!"
"Question four asked who destroyed Slaughter City, and the answer was still me?"
"Question five asks who the greatest Evil Soul Master cultivated by Slaughter City was. Surely the answer can't be me again?"
"These five questions all seem to revolve around Slaughter City, but I've been involved in far too many of them, haven't I?"
"But that doesn't make sense. What do my Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul and Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul have to do with Evil Soul Masters?"
"Earlier, it said that Evil Soul Masters love absorbing other people's life force or Soul Power. They're a bit like the zombies people talk about."
"That shouldn't have anything to do with me."
Tang San was still a little afraid, but after reassuring himself, he decided there was nothing wrong with him. There was no way this so-called Evil Soul Master could be pinned on him too.
He was so righteous and kind. There was absolutely no way this question could have anything to do with him!
So Tang San still entered Bibi Dong's name. At any rate, it couldn't be him.
Pope Palace.
Bibi Dong watched the Light Screen, still somewhat absorbed in the previous question.
The fact that Tang San had actually managed to destroy Slaughter City surprised her.
The excuse on the surface was that Tang San had done it to eliminate such a filthy place. But what had he really been thinking? Who knew?
So when she saw this question, Bibi Dong immediately sneered: