Grandmaster and Tang San's Conspiracy

"Looks like Sister Dong'er's lesson still wasn't enough for you. A clown like you dares dream of fighting Spirit Hall?"

Qian Renxue watched Grandmaster and Tang San's backs coldly until their figures vanished around the corner.

"Prepare the carriage. I'm going to the Papal Palace," Qian Renxue said.

"Yes, Your Highness!" A guard hurried downstairs.

A moment later, Qian Renxue went downstairs, boarded the carriage, and headed straight for the Papal Palace.

Grandmaster and Tang San had just returned to the door of their room when Flender and Zhao Wuji came out.

Seeing Grandmaster and Tang San return, Flender quickly asked, "Xiao Gang, how did your talk with His Highness the Crown Prince go?"

Grandmaster turned his head left and right to check the surroundings, then lowered his voice and said, "Not bad. His Highness the Crown Prince will go to Bibi Dong and plead for Xiao San and me. He has already promised me that he will stand with us against Spirit Hall in the future."

"Xiao Gang, you really are something. You convinced His Highness the Crown Prince so quickly." Flender lightly punched Grandmaster in the chest and said with a smile.

Grandmaster smiled and said, "Hardly. I didn't waste much breath. Spirit Hall is too vicious; everyone has the right to kill them. It's only natural that His Highness the Crown Prince agreed to cooperate with us. I'm not surprised in the slightest."

Flender nodded and said, "Xiao Gang, while we're in Spirit City, you can share a room with Brother Zhao and me."

"Fine."

"Mm, it's mealtime. I'll go call the children. Xiao Gang, it isn't suitable for you to show yourself right now. I'll bring food back for you."

Grandmaster recalled the scenes of those academies mocking him and could only agree helplessly.

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