"Sigh... I'm old... I can't keep up with the way you young people think."
"But that Ning Rongrong isn't someone to be underestimated either. You need to seize your chance."
Dugu Bo reminded her carefully.
As the daughter of that old fox Ning Fengzhi, even though she was still young, that exquisitely clever mind of hers had already begun to show itself.
His own granddaughter looked smart, but in truth, she was still a little foolish. She might not necessarily be able to outplay the girl.
"I know, Grandpa~ You just relax and enjoy your retirement~"
Dugu Yan wheedled, slowly refilling Dugu Bo's cup of tea.
The latter shook his head and said nothing.
Children and grandchildren had their own fortunes. As long as he knew Yan Yan could live happily, that was enough. As for the rest, let them decide for themselves.
At the same time.
In front of the Pope's Palace.
Yu Xiaogang lifted his head and looked at the grand yet familiar building, his heart filled with complicated emotions.
A guard walked out expressionlessly and raised a hand, signaling for him to go in.
"Grandmaster, His Holiness the Pope invites you in."
"Hmph!"
Yu Xiaogang flicked his robe, raised his head, and stepped into the Pope's Palace.
That smug, petty look of his disgusted the guard to no end. He really had no idea how someone as perfect as His Holiness the Pope had ever taken a fancy to this old bastard.
If he hadn't earned His Holiness the Pope's appreciation, the guard would have skewered a dumbass like him with one spear thrust. How would this man have any right to strut around in front of him?
Inside the Pope's Palace.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Bibi Dong, who sat upon the imperial throne in boundless