Two days later.
Spirit City, Pope Hall.
"Hahaha--!"
Qian Xunji laughed loudly, causing the tiles on the roof of the palace to tremble.
He sat on the Pope throne, leaning forward with his hands on the armrests. His eyes swept back and forth over Zhao Linchuan and Bibi Dong, and the admiration in his eyes almost overflowed.
"Not bad, you did a good job this time!"
"Soul Skill didn't say anything, but just a few words convinced Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and saved me Spirit Hall from huge losses!"
He leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers on the armrest twice.
"Originally, I was worried that Chen Xin would fight his way out and escape with Ning Fengzhi."
"As a result, Sword Douluo abandoned Ning Fengzhi directly."
"Hahaha!"
"In this battle, you two should be the first to win, and the rewards will be given soon."
"Thank you His Holiness the Pope."
Zhao Linchuan wins without being arrogant and says in a humble tone:
"Speaking of which, I have to thank my teacher for this."
"If his old man hadn't gone to Heaven Dou City to take charge, there would have been some killings after all."
"Second Worship is also dispatched?"
Qian Xunji looked at Zhao Linchuan, feeling a little puzzled.
You know, as the biological son of the Spirit Hall's Pope and Qian Daoliu, he is not qualified to transfer Worship Hall.
In the end, you kid invited Second Worship out?
But then I thought about it, Second Worship is Zhao Linchuan's teacher, and this action is also related to Zhao Linchuan's future. It's normal for Second Worship to pay more attention to him.
"Teacher, he said he wanted to go out for some fresh air..." Zhao Linchuan said truthfully, with a smile on his lips, "I just asked him to join us in the operation."
"And... that teacher of mine is really, uh... charming."
"The old man went to Heaven Dou City for a drink, and ended up taking Heaven Dou Emperor's two concubines away. Now I don't even know where he took those two concubines to live happily."
Bibi Dong also covered his mouth and said with a chuckle:
"Not only that, Second Worship made Heaven Dou Emperor so angry that he lay on the bed and couldn't get up."
"According to the information sent back by Linchuan's intelligence network, Xue Xing's filial son also sent away the two Ye Family's."
"If things go wrong this time, Heaven Dou Empire will really have a national mourning."
"Is there such a thing?"
Qian Xunji listened to the words of Zhao Linchuan with a confused look on his face, his mouth twitched and his eyes widened slightly.
No, the dignified and unsmiling Second Worship usually still has such a side?
He didn't dare to question this elder too much, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and said:
"It would be great if I could really piss that old guy off."
"When the time comes when that trash Xue Ye takes over, Heaven Dou Empire will be easier to deal with."
He thought for a moment, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
"This way... order people to go to Heaven Dou City to spread the word about what Second Worship has done, and add fuel to the fire to that old guy."
"The king of a country had his concubine taken away in front of others. Once this matter is revealed, even if he is not angry to death, he will be embarrassed to death."
"Yes!" Bibi Dong responded with a clear voice, "Students will do it now."
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the outside of the palace, and soon disappeared outside the palace door.
After Bibi Dong left, Qian Xunji withdrew his gaze and fell on Zhao Linchuan again, his tone a little more solemn.
"Linchuan, please get ready. I'll pick a date later and hold a ceremony for you to settle in the Worship Hall."
"Is there any ceremony for entering Worship Hall?" Zhao Linchuan said in confusion, "Isn't this the same as telling others about our Spirit Hall heritage?"
"I have my own considerations." Qian Xunji replied casually and waved his hand, "Okay, you have been tired for so long, go down and rest."
"Oh, right." Qian Xunji called out to Zhao Linchuan and added, "From now on in the Spirit Hall, except for your teacher and your 'brothers', you no longer need to be polite to anyone."
"Even I am like this. This is a rule. You cannot lose the prestige of worship."
"Linchuan understands." Zhao Linchuan cupped his hands and said, "Linchuan takes leave."
After saying that, Zhao Linchuan turned and left.
The footsteps gradually moved away along the smooth ground and disappeared outside the palace door.
After Zhao Linchuan left, Qian Xunji was the only one left in this huge Pope Hall.
The breeze blew by, bringing with it the rustle of leaves.
Qian Xunji seems particularly relaxed today, and he is going to handle more files to have fun.
This is one of his few hobbies, reviewing documents, handling government affairs, and watching piles of files being cleared away. The sense of accomplishment is more satisfying than drinking ten jars of good wine.
He sighed softly, leaned back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fell into deep thought.
Both Bibi Dong and Zhao Linchuan have almost reached the level of Titled Douluo, and it's time for him to start thinking about abdicating.
But before abdicating, he had to help these two young men deal with some obstacles.
Spirit Hall has been standing for tens of thousands of years. Its interior is intricate and interconnected, and there are countless nepotistic relationships.
Corruption, bullying others, and bending the law for personal gain have never been secrets within the Spirit Hall.
In the past, he turned a blind eye. Many people had made meritorious deeds in their ancestors, or they were families or forces that had relied on the Spirit Hall for many years.
As a ruler, he cannot do anything to avoid chilling the hearts of others.
But things are different now, he is ready to abdicate.
In other words, he is preparing to activate the "self-destruction mode" and eradicate all these complicated things.
Those who deserved to be killed and those who deserved to be chopped into pieces were given heavier sentences.
After Zhao Linchuan takes over, he will be able to pardon those who have committed less serious crimes so that he can win over some people.
With this thought in mind, he suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, moved his wrists and neck, and said loudly:
"Someone is coming!"
"Bring me all those files that have been backlogged for many years!"
at home.
The branches and leaves of the old locust tree swayed gently in the afternoon breeze, casting mottled tree shadows on the ground.
The flowering period of acacia flowers has passed, and only the green leaves of the trees are left rustling in the wind.
Zhao Linchuan is sitting alone under the old locust tree in the yard.
He leaned on a wicker chair, crossed his legs, held a newspaper in his hand, and glanced lazily across the pages.
The writing on the newspaper flowed before his eyes, but not a single word entered his mind.
Yan Lingji hasn't come back yet, Bibi Dong has gone out to do errands, so now there is no one to cook at home.
His stomach had begun to growl, one after another, as if protesting against the master's neglect.
He put down the newspaper, raised his head, and looked at the sky.
Just when he was hesitating whether to go to Qian Xunji to have a meal--
"Squeak--!"
The door to the courtyard was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and the door shaft made a slight sound.