Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate, several figures rushed in.
Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others took their places beside Qian Daoliu, their auras surging as they watched Bibi Dong warily.
Bibi Dong: ...
What do you old fellows think you're doing?
Picking a fight the moment you arrive?
Bibi Dong almost laughed in anger. Did they really think she was still the woman she had once been?
Fine, I can't afford to provoke Bo Saixi, but you old fossils dare act so brazenly before this pope too? You're practically walking the way of seeking death.
"Stop!"
Qian Daoliu shook his head slightly at Golden Crocodile and the others, then turned back to Bo Saixi. "Shall we... talk outside?"
Their interruption had brought him back to his senses.
Discussing those matters in front of all these youngsters was rather inappropriate.
Never mind how embarrassed Bo Saixi might feel as a woman; even his own old face was burning now.
Bo Saixi did not agree immediately. Instead, she glanced at Su Ye.
It was as though she were saying, Don't get the wrong idea. I'm only going to clear things up with him.
Su Ye shook his head slightly. Of course he would not misunderstand.
Watching their silent exchange, Qian Daoliu's heart lurched, and that absurd thought from earlier sprang up again.
Could it... could it really be true?
"All right. Let's talk outside."
As he was thinking, a voice sounded beside him, and Qian Daoliu nodded blankly.
Then, under everyone's gazes, the two left the Pope's Palace.
Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other elderly homebodies looked utterly baffled.
What's going on?
This doesn't look like trouble at all.
And another thing.
Big brother, you're just leaving us here?
"Well, well. I hadn't even come looking for you, and you've