Break Their Legs and Throw Them Out

Damn it, that Pope Token was actually in Bibi Dong's hands.

No wonder she had left him waiting here for so long without seeing him. It seemed she had done it deliberately.

Although Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect still maintained a harmonious relationship on the surface, there was no shortage of suppression and hostility behind the scenes. The two sides had long since become enemies.

When Yu Xiaogang saw the token in Bibi Dong's hand and the six conspicuous patterns upon it, his pupils suddenly contracted.

He immediately understood that it was the Pope Token Ning Fengzhi had lent him.

"No, that is not it, His Holiness the Pope."

His eyes darted around rapidly as Yu Xiaogang hurriedly tried to defend himself:

"I had no intention of spying on Spirit Hall's secrets, much less selling them to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I can guarantee that."

"As for this Pope Token, I did borrow it from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but only so I could see you more conveniently. There are no other interests involved."

"His Holiness the Pope, you must believe me."

"You know me. I, Yu Xiaogang, never lie."

Listening to Yu Xiaogang's excuses, Bibi Dong neither confirmed nor denied them, but she did not believe a single word. She was no longer the naive and foolish Bibi Dong of the past. She had long since seen through Yu Xiaogang's shameless nature.

She merely looked down coldly at Yu Xiaogang, watching his performance as though she were watching a clown.

"Oh? Is that so?"

However, she did not press the matter and instead asked:

"I heard you took on a disciple?"

Yu Xiaogang parted his lips slightly. After thinking it over, he did not conceal it.

"Yes, I took in a