As soon as Bibi Dong finished speaking, Yu Xiaogang immediately wanted to say something more.
Bibi Dong noticed this and shot Yu Xiaogang a frosty glance, the warning in her eyes unmistakable.
Intimidated by that look, Yu Xiaogang did not speak for a moment.
Liu Erlong, standing beside Yu Xiaogang, noticed this and immediately hooked her arm through his, looking at Bibi Dong as though in provocation.
Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes, too lazy to argue with Liu Erlong. She withdrew her gaze and looked toward the stands.
The atmosphere in the stands had become somewhat delicate.
No one doubted Yu Xiaogang's status as an elder. The Pope would not lie about such a matter.
And because of that, Yu Xiaogang's earlier words became all the more thought-provoking.
The matter of Blazing Fire Academy was one thing, but what about Yan? Was it true or false?
An elder of Spirit Hall had questioned Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. If the Pope could not give a reasonable explanation, then once the Soul Master Tournament finals ended, rumors about Yan would immediately spread across the continent.
When that happened, it would not only be Yan who suffered. The reputation of the Golden Generation, and even Spirit Hall itself, would take a tremendous blow.
Spirit Hall was indeed incomparably sacred in the hearts of ordinary Soul Masters, but public opinion was forever most obsessed with only two things: creating gods and destroying them.
Moreover, the Three Upper Sects were watching like tigers, and Ning Fengzhi in particular would certainly be willing to add fuel to such rumors.
Taking in every reaction in the stands, Bibi Dong knew that she had to give everyone a reasonable explanation to resolve this disturbance.
Bibi Dong suddenly changed the subject, though her tone remained calm. "However, I can