The Truth: Xue Beng, That's the Pope, You Idiot!

"Clang—"

"Ow!"

"Thud!"

At the restaurant, the people at Spirit Hall's tables toppled over in all directions, followed by a burst of chaotic noise and muffled cries of pain.

The Title Douluo who had just been sitting upright with dignified composure all fell solidly out of their chairs, without exception.

Chrysanthemum Douluo rubbed his old back, which had nearly been thrown out, and climbed up from the floor with a grimace. His trembling orchid fingers pointed at Tang Xiao, his bewitching face filled with disbelief.

"M-My heavens... Wh-What did he just say?"

Ghost Douluo beside him could no longer maintain his usual cold expression either. The corners of his mouth twitched wildly as he barely managed to steady himself against the table.

"He said... that His Holiness the Pope should consider that he and His Holiness the Pope's mother were from the same generation..."

"Pfft!"

Before he could finish, the two exchanged a glance and burst out laughing again.

On the other side, Golden Crocodile Douluo slapped his palm-sized hand against his forehead with a loud smack.

The way he looked at Tang Xiao was no longer that of someone enjoying a show, but was instead filled with deep pity.

"It's over. This child is beyond saving."

Golden Crocodile Douluo shook his head, his tone sorrowful. "I've lived for so many years, yet I've never seen such a pure fool."

"Second Brother, you can't put it that way." Subduing Demon Douluo beside him refuted him with a solemn expression.

Golden Crocodile Douluo paused. "Oh? You think he can still be saved?"

Subduing Demon Douluo shook his head and said in an even more mournful tone, "I mean, you shouldn't insult fools."

Golden Crocodile Douluo: "..."

At that moment, Bibi Dong truly had no idea how to describe her feelings.

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