Grandfather and Grandson Team Up, Slapping Bibi Dong in the Face!

Grandfather and Grandson Team Up to Slap Bibi Dong in the Face!

Bibi Dong's aura remained unchanged.

The whispers of Qian Renyu echoed in her ears, yet they failed to have any effect on her.

With a gloomy face, Bibi Dong stared coldly straight at Qian Renyu.

Her current demeanor bore no resemblance to how a mother should treat her child.

The way she looked now was more like two mortal enemies facing off.

"Hu Liena is my disciple!"

"You want to lay a hand on my direct disciple right in front of me?"

"Qian Renyu, I can let the past go, but you have tried to target my people time and time again!"

"You have crossed the line!!"

Bibi Dong spoke with a fierce expression, her cold reprimand showing no sign of wavering in her determination to protect Hu Liena.

The higher one stands, the more one cares about face.

If she could not even protect her own dignity or her own people, she would have no qualifications to sit firmly in such a high position.

Bibi Dong refused to accept this; she did not believe that after sitting in the Pope's seat for over a decade, she could be inferior to Qian Renyu, who had only been in power for half a month.

When it came to foundations, she was among the very top within the entire Martial Soul Hall.

With such a formidable foundation, she would absolutely not allow herself to be easily stepped upon by Qian Renyu to pave his way to power!

"It is still the same old issue!"

"Bibi Dong, in what capacity do you intend to interfere with what I am doing!"

"What I am doing today is in accordance with the rules and regulations of Martial Soul Hall!"

"If everyone can disregard my authority, then what face does the Pope of Martial Soul Hall have to face the world!"

"You had better think clearly and provide a corresponding answer!"

Qian Renyu spoke with effortless ease, his gaze, calm to the extreme, scrutinizing Bibi Dong.

Looking at Bibi Dong's current state, he was suddenly curious about how long she could keep her 'secret' bottled up.

Bibi Dong's expression was incredibly ugly. Seeing Qian Renyu once again use his status to corner her, an inexplicable fire ignited deep within her heart.

As her emotions fluctuated, the soul power surging around her body became much more violent, reaching a state that could easily kill a Title Douluo of Yue Guan's level in an instant.

"You want to use your status to constrain me again!"

"Qian Renyu, don't forget that even if you have taken the position of Pope, and even if I have stepped down from it."

"With my strength, I can still enjoy the status of a Worship within Martial Soul Hall!"

"Any Worship of Martial Soul Hall is not subject to the orders of the Pope. Tell me, is this status enough for you!"

Bibi Dong shouted coldly.

Mother was one identity, Pope was another, and Worship was yet another.

As the former Pope, Bibi Dong was well-versed in the rules of Martial Soul Hall.

She did not believe that if she brought up this status, Qian Renyu could continue to do whatever he wanted in front of her.

Qian Renyu was quite surprised; he had not expected Bibi Dong to bring up the status of a 'Worship'.

Although Bibi Dong had not truly entered the Worship Hall, her strength was indeed sufficient to qualify for a seat there.

This was an indisputable fact.

However...

Seeing Bibi Dong bring up this status to refute him, after a moment of surprise, Qian Renyu felt inexplicably amused.

Without answering Bibi Dong immediately, Qian Renyu wore a thoughtful expression.

Bibi Dong kept a close watch on Qian Renyu's reaction. Seeing him suddenly look like that, a dangerous glint flashed in her eyes.

Yue Guan felt the same, though he was also surprised that Bibi Dong had brought up the status of a 'Worship'.

Within Martial Soul Hall, a Worship was indeed not subject to the Pope's command.

The only person who could truly command the various members of the Worship Hall was Qian Daoliu, the Grand Pontiff.

The Grand Pontiff was the sole authority of the Worship Hall and the true pillar of Martial Soul Hall.

Even when Bibi Dong was the Pope, she had never dared to meddle in the affairs of the Worship Hall.

By bringing up this excuse, Bibi Dong could truly constrain Qian Renyu.

Just as Yue Guan was thinking this, Qian Renyu finished his contemplation and looked at the still-aggressive Bibi Dong with a half-smile: "Bibi Dong, have you forgotten that the Grand Pontiff is my own grandfather?"

"You want to use the status of a Worship to pressure me? Don't you find that ridiculous?!"

Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat.

She was, of course, aware of this connection.

However, Bibi Dong never dreamed that Qian Renyu would bring up this status at such a moment.

Back then, Qian Daoliu's interference in Qian Renyu's bid for the throne had already crossed the line; under normal circumstances, Qian Daoliu would not continue to meddle in the affairs of Martial Soul Hall.

But with Qian Renyu suddenly bringing these things up, she sensed an ominous sign.

Qian Renyu did not give Bibi Dong much time to ponder, suddenly turning to look in the direction of the Worship Hall.

A voice that seemed light and airy, yet could actually reach the Worship Hall, rang out.

"Grandfather, I wish to take charge of the Worship Hall. I wonder what your thoughts are on this, Grandfather?"

"In Martial Soul Hall, I only want one voice to exist!"

Bibi Dong's pupils dilated sharply.

After truly hearing Qian Renyu say these words.

Even with her composure, she found it hard to believe at this moment.

Within Martial Soul Hall, the Pope's Palace and the Worship Hall had always been two separate systems.

Just as Yue Guan knew, even when she sat in the position of Pope, she had never once thought about laying a finger on the governance of the Worship Hall.

Those who could enter the Worship Hall were all Title Douluo whose strength had reached level 95, enjoying the reputation of Super Douluo in the spirit master world.

To suppress such a group of people, lineage and status were one aspect, but strength was equally important.

She never imagined that Qian Renyu's ambition could reach such a level.

Wanting only one voice to exist in Martial Soul Hall—was this an attempt to forcibly strip away even Qian Daoliu's right to speak?

Bibi Dong was somewhat horrified, her eyes flickering frequently as she looked toward the Worship Hall.

"That old fox Qian Daoliu helped Qian Renyu force me down from my position back then; could it be that this time he is going to continue indulging Qian Renyu's nonsense?"

"To let Martial Soul Hall have only one voice—such ambition, if handled with the slightest carelessness, will surely lead to eternal damnation!"

Bibi Dong was suspicious of these matters, unable to gauge what kind of answer Qian Daoliu would give to this request.

Bibi Dong knew very well that she could not touch the Worship Hall, the main factor being the lack of support from lineage and status.

Even if her strength were sufficient, she could still only stare helplessly as the Worship Hall remained outside her control, and she was even constrained by it.

Qian Renyu had the lineage and status, but his strength was still lacking by a wide margin.

Although she could not be certain, she was more inclined to believe that Qian Daoliu would not go along with this nonsense.

However, just as she was thinking this, Qian Daoliu's voice, sounding as if it were drifting from beyond the mortal world, echoed from the Worship Hall.

This voice was like a heavy slap, striking Bibi Dong hard across the face.

"Very well, I temporarily grant you the authority to take charge of the Worship Hall!"

"Once your strength breaks through to level 95, the Worship Hall shall be at your disposal!"