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"This..."

Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo's face showed no sign of decisiveness; instead, it collapsed.

He pinched his pinky finger and looked at Bibi Dong with pitiful eyes, his posture just like a cat that hadn't gotten any dried fish.

"Your His Holiness the Pope..."

Chrysanthemum Douluo, his fingers delicately swaying, softened his voice considerably.

"Look, it's getting late. People need to eat to survive."

"How about... I have something to eat first before I go on my business?"

Bibi Dong stopped eating the straw she had just brought to her lips.

She stared expressionlessly at the Title Douluo before her, whose face practically screamed "I want to work," a vein throbbing on her forehead.

"Old Ghost's over there... he's already ordered all the food..." Chrysanthemum Douluo pointed in Ghost Douluo's direction, his voice filled with grievance, "He's just waiting for me."

Bibi Dong looked in the direction he was pointing.

Ghost Douluo sat upright, with two sets of bowls and chopsticks in front of him, a plate of stir-fried pork kidneys, a plate of scrambled eggs with chives, a plate of roast chicken, a plate of peanuts, and a pot of wine.

He didn't touch his chopsticks, but just sat there quietly, like a waiting stone for her husband to return home.

Oh, and there's Ye Lingling waiting for her "teacher" right next to him.

Looking at Chrysanthemum Douluo's "not very enthusiastic about doing anything, and has some kind of problem with his thinking" appearance, she sighed speechlessly.

"Alright, go ahead and eat."

Bibi Dong waved her hand impatiently.

"I'll send someone else."

"Thank you, Your His Holiness the Pope!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo immediately beamed with joy; her enchanting face radiated a smile as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum.

He gave Bibi Dong an exaggerated bow, then skipped away with light, quick steps and scurried off to sit down opposite Ghost Douluo.

"Old Ghost, haven't seen me all morning, missed me?!"

"And Lingling, have you absorbed all the knowledge about Immortal Herb I taught you last night?"

Ye Lingling poured a glass of wine for the two Douluo and nodded.

"Yes, I've noted them all down."

Not far away, Dugu Bo, who had witnessed everything, suddenly remembered something.

His heart skipped a beat, and a bad thought surged into his mind.

He quickly moved closer to his granddaughter, Dugu Yan, lowered his voice, and looked a little nervous.

"Dugu Yan, if I remember correctly, the captain of your so-called Imperial Fighting Team is from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, right?"

Dugu Yan nodded.

"Yes, it's Yu Tianheng."

As she answered, she silently added a sentence in her mind.

Besides, I used to think he was quite capable and had a bit of a crush on him.

Upon hearing his granddaughter's affirmative answer, Dugu Bo couldn't help but swallow hard.

He felt a cold sweat trickling down his back.

At this critical juncture, getting involved with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is like an old man hanging himself, courting death.

"Starting now!"

His hand gripping his granddaughter's shoulder tightened slightly with tension.

"Immediately! Right now! You are absolutely forbidden to have any further contact with that brat surnamed Yu!"

"Forget about keeping in touch, from now on, if you see him on the street, you'd better take a detour, you hear me?!"

Dugu Yan was startled by her grandfather's sudden sternness.

But as Dugu Bo's granddaughter, how could Dugu Yan be a naive and innocent girl?

Her gaze swept quickly around the hall.

First, the focus shifted to Pope Bibi Dong, who had just issued orders against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan but was now elegantly sipping milk tea.

Then, her gaze shifted to Lin Feng, who was sitting next to Bibi Dong.

The man who, with a casual gesture, caused her and her grandfather's Martial Soul to undergo ultimate evolution.

This man is incomprehensible and should not be messed with.

Finally, Dugu Yan turned around and looked at her grandfather, who looked very nervous.

Finally, she turned her gaze back to her grandfather's face, which seemed to say, "Promise me or I'll kill myself."

Dugu Yan understood everything in an instant.

She nodded solemnly, her tone equally serious.

"Grandpa, don't worry."

"From today onwards, Dugu Yan will have absolutely no connection with anyone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

As for Yu Tianheng?

As for that vague, budding affection that comes with being a young girl in love?

Stop talking nonsense.

Goodwill can't feed you, much less make you dependent on others.

In the face of such a terrifying being that can determine the life and death of an entire clan, what is a guy who isn't even a boyfriend?

Let alone a little bit of affection, even if Yu Tianheng were her boyfriend now, she would not hesitate to kick him to the curb and draw a clear line between them.

Being love-struck is a bad thing.

Clinging to the coattails of those who have come before you is the only way to survive.

Seeing that his granddaughter was so sensible, Dugu Bo finally breathed a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease.

"That's right, let's eat, let's eat."

However, to Bibi Dong's surprise, her plan went even more smoothly than she had imagined.

She didn't even need to send anyone out to fuel the flames.

The group of civilians, who had just experienced a life-or-death escape and were filled with boundless hatred, ignored their physical exhaustion after being settled.

They didn't even need anyone to incite them; they spontaneously formed a small marching group.

Holding up simple banners, they tearfully denounced the brutal acts of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan throughout the streets and alleys of Spirit City.

Spirit City, a large number of civilians who had come from nearby towns to watch the spectacle had already gathered because of Yu Xiaogang's public trial.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

This team, which originally consisted of only a few dozen people, grew rapidly to tens of thousands in less than half an hour, like a snowball rolling downhill!

Angry slogans echoed throughout the entire Spirit City.

"Defeat the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!"

"You beastly sect! A life for a life!"

That's not all.

Those civilians preparing to return home also became mobile propaganda stations, carrying firsthand "shocking inside stories" and spreading this story, mixed with blood and tears, to every corner of the Douluo Continent.

It is foreseeable that before long, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's "infamous reputation" for "bullying others and indiscriminately killing innocent people" will spread throughout the entire continent.

At the same time.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The heavy oak door to the council chamber was kicked open from the outside.

Bang!

The door slammed against the wall with a loud bang.

A middle-aged woman, dressed in a fiery leather jacket, with a hot figure and an angry expression, stormed in.

Ignoring all the elders present, she rushed to the center of the hall, pointed at Yu Yuanzhen in the main seat, and questioned him sharply.

"Yu Yuanzhen!"

"Yu Xiaogang is your own son! Are you just going to stand by and watch him get sent to Blackstone Prison by that bitch Bibi Dong and do nothing about it?!"

Her voice was shrill, filled with boundless rage.

Inside the hall, the faces of all the elders instantly darkened.

In unison, everyone's eyes fell on the woman who had suddenly barged in, shouting and yelling.

The visitor was none other than Liu Erlong, the dean of the Blue Tyrant Academy.

Her information was far less readily available than that of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

It wasn't until this morning that she learned through special channels that Yu Xiaogang had been publicly tried and was about to be sent to the dark and gloomy Blackstone Prison.

She knew nothing about the route or anything like that.

So she came to our door today to force the sect to send someone to rescue Yu Xiaogang.

If the sect doesn't act, she'll find out the route and then go and break the prisoners herself!

"Erlong, you must not be disrespectful to the sect leader!"

This person was none other than Liu Erlong's biological father, Yu Luomian.

In such a serious meeting, to address the sect leader by his given name and to question him in public is a crime that can be serious or minor.

Although Liu Erlong was merely the product of his drunken indiscretion, she was still his daughter, and Yu Luomian did not want her to be punished.

However, Liu Erlong was no longer willing to listen to advice.

She turned her head abruptly, her eyes bloodshot, and roared back at her own father.

"Father? You dare call yourself my father?!"

"So what if he's the sect leader? Does the sect leader just stand by and watch his own son suffer without doing anything?!"