This Woman's Heart is Too Filthy! I, Qian Daoliu, Am Ashamed to Be Inferior!

What Qian Daoliu saw was the group of civilians who had been escorted by the knight squad at all costs to escape from the ambush set up by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The moment the burly man at the head of the group saw Qian Daoliu clearly, his weathered face broke down, his eyes reddened, and he knelt down with a thud.

"My lord! You must do us justice!"

As soon as he knelt down, the dozens of people behind him seemed to have all their strength drained away, and they all collapsed to their knees with a clamor of cries and wails that instantly echoed throughout the entire street.

"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! They're not human! They're beasts!"

"Knights... they're all... all dead... they died saving us!"

The crying was deafening, and everyone was talking at once. The scene was as chaotic as a pot of boiling porridge. Qian Daoliu listened for a long time but still couldn't understand what was going on.

He frowned and turned his gaze to the ten knights who were also covered in wounds and had "grief" on their faces.

"What exactly happened? Explain yourself!"

The leading knight squad leader stepped forward, knelt on one knee, his voice hoarse, with a suppressed sob.

"Reporting to the Grand Elder! We were ordered to escort the criminal Yu Xiaogang, but we were ambushed by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan on the way!"

"They sent a high-level Soul Master to kidnap Yu Xiaogang!"

"Our people fought desperately, but they... they didn't even spare these innocent civilians! They wanted to wipe them all out!"

The knight captain's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he slammed his fist into the ground, roaring.

"Brothers... brothers, to buy time for these civilians to evacuate... except for the ten of us... we all... we all died in battle!"

His words were spoken with tears streaming down his face, moving all who heard them to sorrow and bringing tears to their eyes.

Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's old face instantly darkened.

A terrifying killing intent erupted from his body!

OK!

What a magnificent Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

Not only did they break him out of prison, but they also dared to kill his Spirit Hall knights! They were even so heartless that they didn't spare civilians either!

This isn't just slapping the Spirit Hall in the face; it's pressing the Spirit Hall's face into the ground and grinding it underfoot!

"This is outrageous!"

Qian Daoliu angrily, and the Angel Holy Sword in his hand shone with golden light.

"I will send men to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan right now to demand an explanation..."

He'd never been this angry in his entire life!

However, before he could finish speaking...

A slightly seductive voice rang out slowly from behind the group of commoners.

"Grand Elder, wait a moment."

Qian Daoliu up and saw Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan forming delicate pinky.

"Yue Guan? You've come at the perfect time!" Qian Daoliu said angrily. "You heard it too, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is going too far! You're the one who'll go to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"

"Grand Elder calm your anger."

Chrysanthemum Douluo did not respond, but simply shook his head at Qian Daoliu, his face showing no anger whatsoever, but rather an excessive calmness.

"This matter is of great importance. I think... we should go in first and discuss it with His Holiness the Pope before making a decision."

Qian Daoliu was stunned.

"Discuss? What's there to discuss?"

He pointed at the group of wailing civilians, then at the ten "surviving" knights, his voice rising a notch.

"We have both witnesses and physical evidence! The Electric Tyrant Dragon Clan openly silenced us. If our Spirit Hall doesn't step in, what space will ordinary people have to live in the future?!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo did not refute, but simply looked at him quietly, his eyes carrying a profound meaning that Qian Daoliu could not understand.

The two stared at each other for a full three seconds.

Qian Daoliu forcefully suppressed the anger in his chest.

Although he didn't understand, his years of experience told him that this matter was probably not so simple.

He took a deep breath, turned to the group of civilians, and said in a deep voice.

"You may all go and rest. I will certainly discuss this matter with His Holiness the Pope and give you, and the fallen knights, an explanation!"

Upon hearing this, the burly man kowtowed three times to Qian Daoliu, his face covered in tears and snot.

"Thank you, sir! I beg you... you must make those beasts from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan pay for their crimes in blood!"

After saying that, he led the group away, guided by other members of the Spirit Hall, turning back every few steps.

Seeing that everyone had left, Qian Daoliu followed Chrysanthemum Douluo back to the hotel with a puzzled look on his face.

But to his surprise, after Chrysanthemum Douluo entered, he went straight to Bibi Dong's table and bowed respectfully.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, the mission has been successfully completed."

Qian Daoliu's steps suddenly stopped.

Task?

What task?

Bibi Dong picked up the milk tea and took a small sip.

"Where is that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo straightened up, a sinister smile appearing on his face.

"They've already been 'rescued' by the people of the 'Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan'."

"Very good."

Bibi Dong nodded, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.

Qian Daoliu stood there, three question marks slowly appearing on his forehead.

No, I understand each word in your conversation, but I can't understand a single sentence when they're put together.

Chrysanthemum Douluo seemed to sense the overflowing thirst for knowledge emanating from the Grand Elder behind him. He turned around, winked at him, and, with delicate fingers, tiptoed closer.

He leaned close to Qian Daoliu's ear and, in a whisper, recounted the entire story from beginning to end.

As Chrysanthemum Douluo narrated, Qian Daoliu's expression began to undergo a truly remarkable transformation.

At first, there was doubt.

"Our people aren't dead?"

Then came the shock.

"They were all acting?"

Then came the unbelievable.

After Chrysanthemum Douluo finished speaking, Qian Daoliu was completely frozen in place.

He was completely stunned.

He slowly, very slowly turned his head, staring intently at Bibi Dong, who was leisurely sipping her milk tea.

First, at yesterday's trial, they deliberately told everyone the route Yu Xiaogang would be transported.

They attracted civilians and members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to ambush them on the road.

They orchestrated a self-inflicted injury to expose the true nature of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to the common people, and then sent them off the battlefield.

Then, Yue Guan, a titled Douluo, cleaned up the battlefield, making the common people mistakenly believe that the knights of the Spirit Hall had all sacrificed themselves to protect them.

After this elaborate scheme, even if Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had a thousand mouths, he wouldn't be able to explain himself!

Moreover, the Spirit Hall also occupies the moral high ground!

High!

That's brilliant! (After all, in the original novel, Tang San's strategy of intercepting supplies was hailed as a brilliant plan throughout the ages, so this whole process can certainly be called brilliant, right?)

Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong, and only one thought remained in his mind.

That woman's heart is so fucking dirty!

Compared to Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu felt utterly innocent, like a blank sheet of paper!

In the end, I... still lost because of my shamelessness!

Seemingly noticing Qian Daoliu's burning gaze, Bibi Dong raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

Far from feeling uncomfortable, she even smiled slightly, her eyes filled with undisguised pride.

The winner needs no explanation.

She put down her milk tea cup and gave another order to Chrysanthemum Douluo.

"Yue Guan."

"Your subordinate is here."

"This is just the beginning."

Bibi Dong's voice was soft, yet carried a chilling undertone, "Send some clever people out to mingle among the commoners and spread today's story far and wide."

"I will make every corner of the continent sing of the bravery of the Spirit Hall Knights, and the shamelessness and brutality of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"I will make them utterly disgraced!"