Dongzi came and went in a hurry.
After briefly instructing Yue Guan and Gui Mei to send Xie Yue, Yan, and the others to Death Valley for training later,
she headed straight for Lin Nuo's residence.
Unlike the previous few times,
this was the first time in all this while that Dongzi and Lin Nuo had met one-on-one.
For some reason, a strange feeling suddenly arose in Bibi Dong's heart.
You stole my martial soul and even copied my looks?
With that thought, Dongzi stepped into Lin Nuo's room.
The two stared wide-eyed at each other.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was indescribably strange.
"Why does His Holiness the Pope have the leisure to stroll around my little courtyard?"
Lin Nuo asked with a smile.
A smile?
That wicked Little Thief could still smile?
Dongzi snorted coldly, feeling that her dignity as the Pope had been offended once again.
"Brat, I came here today for two matters."
"First, I don't care what kind of bewitching potion you fed that unfilial daughter Qian Renxue, but remember this: stay away from Nana from now on!"
"Second, as for the three Spirit Bones awarded to the champion, you may do whatever you wish with the other two."
"But that fifty-thousand-year Spirit-Concentrating Wisdom Skull was originally meant for Nana."
At this point, Bibi Dong lifted her chin, and her tone became arrogant.
"I will not take advantage of you. I will offer two Spirit Bones with a combined age of fifty thousand years in exchange."
"You'd better know what's good for you!"
Hm?
Was this the attitude of someone asking for a favor?
Bibi Dong, then I'll have to control you properly.
Lin Nuo took out the highly symbolic Soul Tool Crystal from his Storage Soul Tool and lightly toyed with