Bibi Dong simply left, walking away openly and without concealment.
Why had no one stopped her? In theory, if a million troops charged at once, Bibi Dong would eventually exhaust her Soul Power and be defeated.
But people were not cold machines. No one wanted to rush forward and become cannon fodder to drain Bibi Dong's Soul Power.
After Bibi Dong left, Dai Tianfeng finally erupted.
"Clown? Spirit Hall actually called me a clown! Aaargh!" Dai Tianfeng's eyes turned bloodshot as he let out an enraged roar.
Who was he, Dai Tianfeng? He was a genius of House Dai of Star Luo, one seen only once in a century. He had stepped into the realm of a Title Douluo and become Star Luo's strongest man. For decades on the throne, he had held the military firmly in his grasp and clutched power in his hands. In the eyes of the world, he was Star Luo's mighty ruler. If Spirit Hall had not stood in his way, he would have marched north long ago, destroyed the Heaven Dou Empire, and unified the realm.
Yet Spirit Hall had called him what? A clown? A mere clown?
And they had even issued an ID card?
Humiliation. To Dai Tianfeng, this was utter disgrace.
His roar even turned directly into a tiger's howl.
He drew his sword and slashed wildly in every direction, venting his helpless fury.
Bibi Dong dropped to one knee and reported back to Qian Xunyi.
"Now that the new deck of cards has been dealt, this deck is your target for tomorrow." Qian Xunyi tossed Bibi Dong the deck of cards marked with kill notices and crosshair symbols.
Bibi Dong accepted the cards.
"No assassinations tomorrow. From dawn until nightfall, you will carry out hunting operations. My requirement is