Just as the two terrifying auras in the arena dissipated, and everyone thought things were finally about to calm down, a figure slowly walked out from the side.
He was a tall, slender middle-aged man with handsome features and well-defined facial features. Most striking were his eyes, which were quite beautiful.
He wore a long, silver-white robe and walked unhurriedly to Long Yeyue's side, a perfectly measured smile on his face, and spoke in a gentle voice.
" Elder Long, you've acted impulsively."
Upon hearing the man's words, Long Yeyue turned around and glared at him, retorting with considerable dissatisfaction.
"Impulsive? What impulse? I don't think I've acted impulsively at all!"
"They've already come to our doorstep. If I don't fight back, are I going to let them push their luck?"
Everyone could hear Long Yeyue's anger when she said those words, and it was precisely because they heard them that everyone's expressions were not very good.
Does saying that mean we're going to fight?
That clash of auras just now was terrifying enough. When that aura of death and the might of the light and dark dragon collided in the air, everyone present felt as if they were about to be crushed.
If a fight were to actually break out, those of them who were just watching probably wouldn't even have time to run away.
Many people had already begun to quietly move towards the door, their footsteps extremely light, afraid of making the slightest noise and attracting the attention of those important figures.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo stood behind Bibi Dong. After hearing Long Yeyue's words, the two looked at each other with expressions of wanting to cry but having no tears.
They haven't even had a chance to push their luck.
From the moment they entered until now, all they've done is reach out to Su Mu, get stopped by Mu Ye, and then get slapped by Long Yeyue.
If they had encountered Su Mu, there would have been nothing to say, since they had already made a move. But they were stopped before they even touched him. Can that still be considered pushing their luck?
But it's no use saying all this now.
The real problem is that slap landed on Bibi Dong's face.
At this moment Chrysanthemum Douluo was pondering the same question over and over: how should this situation be resolved?
Judging from the clash of their auras just now, Bibi Dong Long Yeyue clearly at a disadvantage. Although the newly appeared silver-robed middle-aged man had a friendly face, he was no ordinary person for stepping in to smooth things over and daring to tell Long Yeyue that she was being impulsive.
A head-on confrontation is definitely not going to work.
But if they just leave like this, where will the Spirit Hall's reputation be?
Chrysanthemum Douluo's forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat. He kept his head down, not daring to even look at Bibi Dong.
At that moment, Long Yeyue spoke again, her eyes fixed on Bibi Dong, her tone leaving no room for negotiation.
"If you want me to stop, fine."
"But you must apologize!"
Bibi Dong stood there, a look of disbelief flashing across her exquisitely beautiful face.
apologize?
She was slapped in the face in public, and then the other person demanded an apology?
What's the logic behind this?
Bibi Dong's pupils contracted slightly, and the anger in her cold eyes was almost uncontrollable.
Just because he showed murderous intent?
Just because those three people made a move, but haven't even taken any action yet?
Just because of this?
This is utterly absurd.
Bibi Dong's fingers tightened around the scepter. Back in the Spirit Hall, she had shown her killing intent before. Although the old men in the Worship Hall all disliked her, none of them dared to lay a hand on her.
And now, here, simply for revealing a hint of murderous intent, she's being treated like this—slapped in public, and then forced to bow her head and apologize?
Bibi Dong's chest heaved violently, the surging anger almost overwhelming her reason.
But she held back, taking a deep breath to forcefully suppress her anger.
The Rakshasa God Trial is not yet complete; she still needs to be patient and wait until she becomes a god before settling scores with everyone.
Bibi Dong slowly closed her eyes, then opened them again. The anger in her eyes had been completely suppressed, and she regained her cold and indifferent expression.
She looked at Long Yeyue and said something.
"What happened today was an offense committed by our Spirit Hall."
"I'll have someone send the compensation later."
Upon hearing this, both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo breathed a sigh of relief.
Bibi Dong is willing to back down, it means that this farce can finally come to an end.
Chrysanthemum Douluo's back relaxed slightly, and he finally exhaled the breath he had been holding back. His Holiness the Pope was willing to bow his head, they, as his subordinates, were naturally safe.
But when Hu Liena heard these words, she was completely stunned.
She stood not far behind Bibi Dong, her pretty face, already pale from the Spirit Shock, now showing an even more obvious look of astonishment.
His own teacher... actually chose to back down?
Hu Liena grew up with Bibi Dong from a young age, and she knew her teacher's temperament all too well: proud, assertive, and never bowing down.
Even when facing the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong never showed any weakness, let alone bowed her head and apologized.
The surrounding crowd was completely dumbfounded.
The Pope the Spirit Hall, a figure of great stature, actually has to apologize?
If this were to be told to others, probably no one would believe it.
But it just so happened right before their eyes. It felt like today's spectacle was really worth it; they probably wouldn't see such an outrageous scene again in their lives.
Some people were secretly relieved that a real fight hadn't broken out, otherwise they, the onlookers, would probably have been in trouble too.
After saying that, Bibi Dong didn't linger. She turned around, intending to leave with Hu Liena and the others.
Come with me.
At that moment, Long Yeyue stepped forward again and spoke to Bibi Dong.
"The three of you can leave, but these three little ones can't."
Bibi Dong stopped in her tracks, her back stiffened for a moment, and then she slowly turned around.
"Since the three of them lost, they must fulfill their bet and stand outside the Shrek Academy for seven days and seven nights with this wooden sign hanging up."
Bibi Dong's gaze fell on Hu Liena and the other two, her cold eyes sweeping over their faces one by one.
Hu Liena shrank back, lowering her head and not daring to look up.
"Does it have to be this way?"
Bibi Dong had already tried her best to control her temper. What she had done today was already shameful enough, but if Hu Liena and the other two did something like this again, the Spirit Hall would truly lose all face.
"What, you want to hang it up too?"
Long Yeyue was truly blunt when she spoke.
Bibi Dong's fists, hanging by her sides, clenched involuntarily, but she ultimately did not lash out.
"You lot, you'd better watch yourselves."
Bibi Dong snorted coldly, her face frosty, and then strode away. It was unclear whether she was referring to Hu Liena and her two companions or Long Yeyue and her group.
Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo quickly followed Bibi Dong and left Shrek Academy.
Hu Liena was filled with regret. She was doomed; she hadn't even managed to save face for her teacher, and instead, she had embarrassed herself.