The Clown

Bibi Dong's pressure directly crushed Yu Xiaogang to the ground. Only then did he sober up somewhat, realizing who stood before him.

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope!" Yu Xiaogang forced these words out through gritted teeth, but he dared not lift his head, afraid that Bibi Dong would see the ferocity in his eyes and kill him on the spot.

He was merely a Soul Grand Master. Without Tang Hao's token, he wouldn't even have qualified to meet Bibi Dong.

"Speak. What request do you have for me in coming here?" Bibi Dong withdrew her pressure after hearing Yu Xiaogang's words and asked him flatly.

Hearing Bibi Dong say the word "request," Yu Xiaogang's expression twisted into a snarl.

All along, though Yu Xiaogang's strength was not great, he had possessed his own pride. He always dismissed others' belittlement as nothing more than dogs looking down on people.

But Yu Xiaogang also hated nothing more than being looked down upon.

'Bibi Dong, I will exhaust every effort to destroy Martial Soul Hall. I will make the goal you've fought for crumble to nothing.' Yu Xiaogang roared silently in his heart, yet on the surface, he could only humbly plead with Bibi Dong.

"Your Holiness the Pope, I hope you will release the people of Shrek Academy." Even when begging, Yu Xiaogang's tone carried an air of arrogance.

"Ha." Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Bibi Dong revealed a mocking expression.

"Yu Xiaogang, what makes you think I would help?" Bibi Dong ridiculed him without mercy.

"Dong'er, do you truly disregard the bond we once shared?" A pained look spread across Yu Xiaogang's face. He turned around, holding a cup of tea in his hands, as if sinking into memories of the past.

But though he turned away, Yu Xiaogang still secretly watched Bibi Dong's movements, hoping to see if his heartbroken appearance would soften her even a little.

If there was even a hint of softness, he could persuade her to let the Shrek people go.

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang still knew nothing of what had happened after Shrek. After Tang San reported that the Shrek members had been captured by Martial Soul Hall, he had rushed to Martial Soul City at top speed.

He had not received the message Tang San sent later—the news that Tang Hao had been severely wounded by Martial Soul Hall's forces.

"Yu Xiaogang, do you know what you look like to me right now?" Bibi Dong shook her head as she looked at him.

Hearing her words, Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted. He hadn't expected Bibi Dong to be unmoved by his act.

He had thought she was still the Bibi Dong who loved him as her own life. Now, everything had exceeded his expectations.

"A clown. I see you as nothing more than a clown now." Bibi Dong stood up, her gaze turning ice-cold.

"Bond? Do you think there's any bond left between us? I was simply too naive back then to believe your nonsense.

A waste from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect!

After all these years, you're still just a Soul Grand Master, with no improvement whatsoever." Bibi Dong's expression as she looked at Yu Xiaogang was utterly contemptuous.

At this, Yu Xiaogang turned back around to face Bibi Dong, but his expression was now blazing with fury.

"Bibi Dong, how dare you speak to me like this!?" Yu Xiaogang couldn't believe she was so heartless.

"Why wouldn't I dare? Who do you think you are? Just a discarded piece from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect." Bibi Dong still looked at him with disdain.

"Oh, right. You often recite a saying, don't you?" Bibi Dong seemed to recall something, her eyes mocking as she watched Yu Xiaogang.

"There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. Well, it seems you have some self-awareness after all." Bibi Dong stared calmly at Yu Xiaogang.

At this point, Yu Xiaogang was already somewhat dazed, unable to find words to refute Bibi Dong.

Watching him like this, Bibi Dong suddenly felt a pang of regret. For a waste like this, she had once chosen to betray Martial Soul Hall, secretly handing over all its records to him, ruining her own life.

"Enough. I have no mood left to play with a waste like you. What confidence made you think I still love you? Thinking about your past now makes me sick!" Bibi Dong's expression turned exceptionally cold.

It was this man who had filled the first half of her life with darkness. Fortunately, Lin Yu had appeared—the bright lamp illuminating her path.

"Wait, I have an Elder Token. You can't touch me." Yu Xiaogang was jolted awake by the icy aura radiating from Bibi Dong, staring in terror as she drew closer.

In his hand appeared the token Tang Hao had given him. At this moment, Yu Xiaogang placed all his hope on that token, praying that Bibi Dong would spare him for its sake.

"Ha, a token? This should be Tang Hao's token from the Clear Sky Sect, right? Do you think a token from a Martial Soul Hall fugitive carries any weight?

But I should thank you for bringing it here." Bibi Dong showed no emotional reaction to the token.

Even if she hadn't known of its existence long ago, the token would have been useless regardless.

Then, with a wave of her hand, Bibi Dong sent the token flying from Yu Xiaogang's grasp. The very thought of touching it made her sick.

Hearing Bibi Dong's words and seeing her actions, Yu Xiaogang was plunged into despair.

He hadn't expected that Bibi Dong not only had no affection left for him but also knew the token belonged to Tang Hao. She had probably long since figured out his disciple Tang San's identity.

"Bibi Dong, don't be too pleased. My disciple Tang San will surely destroy your precious Martial Soul Hall completely. When that day comes, I'll see how you can still look down on everyone!"

With no hope left, Yu Xiaogang no longer hid anything. Madness blazed in his eyes.

"Pity you won't live to see it." Bibi Dong watched his outburst calmly.

"Guards! Issue the order: the discarded waste of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, carrying the token of the wanted fugitive Tang Hao to swindle and deceive, is hereby arrested and thrown into the dungeon!" Bibi Dong waved her hand, unwilling to look at Yu Xiaogang any longer. Even another minute would stain her eyes.

"Ha. That waste who's still a Soul Grand Master at twelve? A disciple taught by a waste is still a waste." At that moment, Lin Yu stopped hiding and walked out directly.

And as Lin Yu approached Yu Xiaogang, his soul rings slowly emerged one by one.

Seeing Lin Yu's soul rings, Yu Xiaogang froze in shock.

"How... is that possible!?" Yu Xiaogang stared at Lin Yu in disbelief.