To Bibi Dong, betrayal was betrayal. She had no interest in asking why.
Others had the right to betray her, of course. All she could do was send the traitors to their next lives!
Even if she died in the end, everything she had done would be worth it as long as she purged the traitors before she fell.
Sensing Bibi Dong's frenzy, Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo dared not let down their guard. Their best move now was to stay out of her reach.
But simply dodging would not be enough. At their current speed, it was only a matter of time before she caught them.
No. They could not just wait to die!
Demon Bear Douluo's mind raced. Then his eyes flicked toward Tang Hao, who stood behind Bibi Dong with a conflicted expression.
Of course!
How had he forgotten Tang Hao?
They had an ally right here!
Demon Bear Douluo dodged Bibi Dong's attacks and shouted,
"Tang Hao! What are you standing there for? This is your best chance to kill Bibi Dong! Don't you want to avenge your wife and son?"
Tang Hao shuddered at his words, but he did not move. He remained torn.
He hated Spirit Hall and Bibi Dong, but it was the previous pope, Qian Xunji, who had led the hunt for his wife, Ah Yin. It had not been Bibi Dong.
What Bibi Dong had done was unforgivable too. Yet her trusted subordinates had betrayed her, she was on the brink of death, and now she had burned her own blood essence. She was doomed. Why should he take advantage of her plight and bully a "weak woman" already driven to the edge?
Yes, Tang Hao's ingrained need to play the chivalrous man had taken hold.
Seeing that Tang