Hu Liena raised her hand, and the seven fox tails behind her snapped inward.
The Soul Power that had just surged to level ninety-nine wasn't fully under control yet. The tip of her tail brushed the steps, and the stone shattered into powder.
Even she froze for a moment.
There was too much power.
So much that just moving her tail had nearly torn apart the stone steps in front of Pope Palace all over again.
"Stop."
Bibi Dong's voice pressed down from beside her.
Hu Liena immediately steadied her breath. Her fox tails slowly lowered, though a flush still lingered on her face.
It wasn't embarrassment.
Her Soul Power had surged too violently, and her blood was still burning.
"Teacher, I'll keep it under control."
She said it seriously.
But she couldn't help complaining to herself.
Shen Yichen's betrothal gifts really didn't care whether she could handle them or not.
One moment, she was still getting used to level eighty-eight; the next, she was a Peak Douluo at level ninety-nine.
If he kept sending gifts like this, she'd probably have to hold her Soul Power in check even while sleeping. Otherwise, she'd shatter the bed just by turning over.
Ye Lingling stood nearby, her eyes shining so brightly it was almost alarming.
She circled Hu Liena once, then looked at her seven silver-white fox tails. Her mouth hung open for a long moment before she finally managed to say, "Miss Hu Liena, with your strength now, I'm afraid even His Holiness the Pope can't match you, can he?"
At that, several elders in the square twitched.
If anyone else had said that, it would have been quite taboo.
But Ye Lingling looked so sincere that no one could even bring themselves to scold her.
Hu Liena was taken aback,