Meng Shenji, Huyan Zhen, and the others suddenly felt like they couldn't even beat a child.
The people from the other sects reacted even worse.
A thirteen-year-old Pope. A nine-ring Titled Douluo. Five Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings.
Standing on the high platform, Qian Daoliu watched the crowd's reaction. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly.
He turned to Luo Yun, his golden eyes filled with satisfaction.
He cleared his throat, and his voice echoed across the dead-silent square.
"Everyone, I have one more matter to announce."
Tens of thousands of eyes turned toward Qian Daoliu all at once.
Qian Daoliu paused, his golden eyes sweeping across the square before finally settling on a corner of the crowd.
A golden-haired woman stood there, wearing a gold-and-white dress. Her features were stunning, and her bearing noble. It was Qian Renxue.
"My granddaughter, Qian Renxue, will become engaged to Pope Luo Yun."
The square erupted in an instant.
Pope Luo Yun was becoming engaged to the Grand Pontiff's granddaughter.
This meant that Spirit Hall and the Frost Extreme Empire weren't merely "allied." They were going to become one in truth.
Once the bloodlines of the two families were joined, the Frost Extreme Empire and Spirit Hall would be family, bound together like flesh and bone.
Who on the continent would be able to stand against them then?
Luo Shang was drinking tea when he heard the announcement. He spat out a mouthful.
He whipped his head around to look at Qian Daoliu on the high platform, then at his son. The expression on his face was priceless.
Well, look at you. No wonder you became Pope—you went and won over their granddaughter?
He remembered that six years ago, when Luo Yun returned from Slaughter City, he had mentioned Qian Renxue.
He hadn't