Bibi Dong arrived at the center of the Papal Hall, bowed to Qian Xunyi, and said, "Your Holiness, what are your orders?"
"Xiao Dong, what do you think of my expedition against Sea God Island?" Qian Xunyi asked.
Bibi Dong said, "This subordinate believes Your Holiness is wise. Under your leadership, Spirit Hall is now strong in troops and horses. This is the perfect opportunity to conquer Sea God Island and wash away our past humiliation. Spirit Hall can also use the chance to eliminate Sea God Island to shake the Douluo Continent."
"Hahaha, well said. You have spoken straight to this Pope's heart." A meaningful smile curled at Qian Xunyi's lips. "It is rare for you, my dear minister, to support me so wholeheartedly."
"Very good. I have an important mission for you. Since you support me so much, do not refuse it." Qian Xunyi said.
Here it comes. Bibi Dong's heart sank. "May I ask Your Holiness what mission it is?"
"You have been to Sea God Island before, so you know how to get there. Perfect. This Pope will have you carry the Angel Tally and represent Spirit Hall as an envoy to Sea God Island. Bring my final mercy to that Sea God Bo Saixi, as well as those Sea Soul Masters who are courting death—"
"Abandon the Sea God Faith and bow to the Angel God. Submit, and you will be permitted to report for duty. Refuse, and the six armies shall march upon you."
"Ah!" Bibi Dong froze and pointed at herself. "Me?"
"Yes, you."
Bibi Dong's lips twitched slightly.
Before coming here, Bibi Dong had considered many ways Qian Xunyi might use her. For instance, he might send her to the front lines as cannon fodder, or have her sneak behind Sea God