Xiao Wu was furious.
But at the crucial moment, she held herself back.
After following Su Mo for all these years, she had made some progress.
She had already guessed that Bibi Dong had recognized her because Bibi Dong had noticed the way she looked at her.
She immediately realized that she had been careless. Perhaps because she could teleport away at any time, she had felt secure. Moreover, she had entered the mature stage and no longer needed to worry about her identity being exposed, so she had become somewhat reckless.
That was the Pope of Spirit Hall, after all. She should have been more careful.
But it did not matter now. As long as she refused to admit it, everything would be fine.
She had already entered the mature stage. As long as she was not killed and did not reveal a Soul Ring or Soul Bone, no one could see through her identity as a Soul Beast.
Today was an extremely important day for Su Mo, and she did not want to ruin things for him.
If her identity as a Soul Beast were exposed, others would say that Su Mo's Ring Condensation Technique had not been self-created, but obtained from her.
Though she knew that was not true, no one else would believe it!
In any case, she would not allow Su Mo to be questioned.
So, even though she was truly furious and wanted nothing more than to stab Bibi Dong, she still forced herself to endure it.
Xiao Wu's furious rebuke echoed across the platform, her eyes filled only with the grievance and anger of being falsely accused.
Yet her hands tightly gripped Su Mo's, her nails nearly digging into his palms.
She was using every ounce of strength to suppress herself, suppressing the