"Haha, of course not. Even if you had these boys personally execute that vixen on the Soul Fighting Arena, this old man could step in and help you hold back that woman Bibi Dong."
The relationship between the Worship Hall and Spirit Hall had deteriorated to the extreme. The relationship between Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu could only be described as irreconcilable.
Naturally, these worshippers had no kind feelings toward Hu Liena, Bibi Dong's disciple.
Some shameless vixen who had jumped out of nowhere actually dreamed of replacing Xue'er, the rightful heir, as the Holy Maiden? She must have a tumor in her brain. She was courting death!
"Grandpa Guangling is the best, but there's no need to kill this woman just yet."
As Qian Renxue's words fell, a flash of hatred crossed her eyes.
She could not forgive Hu Liena, who had taken everything from her. Though she no longer held the slightest hope for that mother of hers, that did not mean she could forgive Hu Liena.
"Whenever you want to kill Hu Liena, just tell Grandpa. I'll personally shoot her dead for you."
Guangling Douluo affectionately rubbed Qian Renxue's head. He had no descendants, but he had watched Qian Renxue grow up since she was little.
It could be said that, in his heart, Qian Renxue was exactly like his own granddaughter.
His granddaughter had suffered such injustice. If he, as her grandfather, did not dare to help her, then he would truly be unworthy of being called her grandfather.
It was only because his eldest brother did not permit a direct conflict between the Worship Hall and Bibi Dong. Otherwise, Guangling Douluo was certain that he was not the only one who wanted to make a move against Bibi Dong and Hu Liena.
Now, at Xue'er's