Senior Sister, Let's Take Him Out

Behind the screen, Jun Xuehan listened to the sounds outside, a flash of murderous intent crossing her eyes. Hu Liena's eyes, on the other hand, were filled with rage, her hands clenching involuntarily.

She was adopted by the Spirit Hall from a young age and values Spirit Hall's reputation more than anything else. Her teacher Bibi Dong, treated her very well. It was Bibi Dong who nurtured her from childhood that made her who she is today.

When Yu Xiaogang used their past relationship to blackmail her respected teacher, it fueled the murderous intent in her heart, and her eyes began to gleam with Sisi murderous glint.

"Senior sister, do you think I was wrong just now? What do you think of Yu Xiaogang?" Jun Xuehan asked in a low voice.

"Junior brother, what you just said is absolutely right. He has no sense of responsibility, no real talent, and is all talk and no action. He keeps talking about past relationships and playing the emotional card. He's a complete scumbag. He's a menace to the world and deserves to die!" Hu Liena clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and said in a low voice.

"Senior sister, how about we take him down together? We'll face anything together if anything happens," Jun Xuehan said softly.

"Alright, let's go take him down now." Hu Liena said, taking out a silver Short Sword from her Soul Tool and preparing to step out from behind the screen.

Jun Xuehan reacted quickly, grabbing her arm and whispering, "Senior sister, if you go out now, how could the teacher let us kill him? If the teacher wanted to kill him, would he need us to do it?"

"When he leaves the Pope's Palace, the two of us will follow him and kill him outside."

Upon hearing this, Hu Liena nodded slightly, sheathed her Short Sword, and stood quietly behind the screen with Jun Xuehan.

Yu Xiaogang glanced at the file bag on the ground, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he stepped forward and picked it up.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, we shall meet again." Yu Xiaogang glanced at Bibi Dong in the main seat, picked up the file bag, turned around, and walked straight out of the Pope's Palace without looking back.

The last glimmer of hope that Bibi Dong held onto vanished the moment he picked up the file bag, turning into mere pretense.

Her original image of Yu Xiaogang collapsed completely, and a feeling of utter disappointment instantly overwhelmed her.

His hands were clenched tightly together, so tightly that he didn't even realize his fingernails were digging into his flesh. Bright red blood flowed from between his fingers and dripped onto the floor of the Pope's Palace.

Jun Xuehan and Hu Liena exchanged a glance and simultaneously emerged from behind the screen, though they chose different directions. Jun Xuehan chose to walk out from the left, which meant passing by Bibi Dong.

Hu Liena chose the right side, and after stepping out of the screen, she walked directly towards the palace gate.

Just as Jun Xuehan was about to follow, she felt a hand on her shoulder, pressing her body down.

Crimson blood flowed from Bibi Dong's palm, staining Jun Xuehan's white clothes, and a faint smell of blood entered Jun Xuehan's nostrils.

"Teacher..." Jun Xuehan had just turned around and called out "Teacher" when Bibi Dong hugged him, put her arms around his shoulder, and started sobbing.

Tears, like pearls from a broken string, slid down Bibi Dong's face and dripped onto Jun Xuehan's white robes.

Seeing this situation, Jun Xuehan's body stiffened slightly, and he stood there dumbfounded, not moving at all. This was the first time he had ever experienced such a situation, and he didn't know how to handle it.

He wanted to go out with Hu Liena, but Bibi Dong's emotions were clearly unstable, and she was holding Bibi Dong so tightly that he couldn't push her away.

Although he possesses three Soul Ring over Hundred Thousand Year, Bibi Dong's strength is still among the very top tier on the entire continent. Jun Xuehan, on the other hand, is currently only a Spirit Emperor; the difference in their strength is simply too great.

After a long pause, Jun Xuehan said softly, "Cry, teacher. Crying might make you feel a lot better."

"Senior sister, it's really not that I'm not going with you, it's just that I really can't get away." Jun Xuehan thought to herself, and stood quietly in place, letting Bibi Dong vent her emotions.

No matter what, Hu Liena is a legitimate Soul King, so killing Yu Xiaogang is no problem at all. Therefore, Jun Xuehan is not worried about Hu Liena going after him.

Jun Xuehan looked at the weeping Bibi Dong, her eyes blinking slightly. Even though Bibi Dong was the high and mighty Pope of the Spirit Hall, no matter how strong or proud her personality was, she was still a woman after all.

Tears soaked Jun Xuehan's shoulder, and specks of blood stained his white clothes. Bibi Dong's sobs gradually subsided, but Jun Xuehan remained standing motionless.

Gradually, Bibi Dong's crying stopped. She slowly released her grip on Jun Xuehan, wiped the tears from her face, and said softly, "Xuehan, your teacher has lost her composure."

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Jun Xuehan blinked gently and said, "Teacher, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand. Weren't you just teaching me about cultivation?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, extended a finger and gently tapped Jun Xuehan's forehead, saying, "You..."

"However, you're right, I was just guiding you on your cultivation." Bibi Dong withdrew her finger, sat up straight, and asked, "Where's Nana?"

Without hesitation, Jun Xuehan replied, "I don't know. Senior Sister was just here. She probably went out for something."

Bibi Dong thought about it for a moment and didn't care. Naturally, the fewer people who knew about her crying just now, the better. Besides, she was very satisfied with the way out Jun Xuehan had given her.

He knew when to advance and when to retreat, so as not to lose face as a teacher. After all, it wouldn't look good if word got out that the Pope of the Spirit Hall was crying on his disciple's shoulder.

"Teacher, you should probably get those scratches on your hands treated," Jun Xuehan said softly, pointing to the scratches on Bibi Dong's palm caused by her fingernails.

Bibi Dong glanced at her palm; although the bleeding had stopped, bloodstains were still easily visible.

"Xuehan, go to the back hall and fetch a basin of water for your teacher." Bibi Dong nodded slightly, her gentle voice emanating from her mouth.

"Okay, teacher." Jun Xuehan agreed without hesitation and walked straight towards the back hall.