"Old Chrysanthemum! How did you get hurt so badly?!"
Seeing Ju Hua Guan unconscious, Ghost scooped him up in a princess carry and rushed him to his own courtyard.
He immediately arranged for Spirit Hall's finest healing Soul Master to treat him.
News of a severely wounded Titled Douluo spread through Spirit City, instantly drawing widespread attention. Five-star good citizens commented.
"I bet he was injured by one of Spirit Hall's enemies!"
"An enemy? Spirit Hall is the continent's number one power. Could it be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Three Upper Sects?"
As everyone knew, the Three Upper Sects stood just below Spirit Hall in strength.
Excluding the support-focused Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, only the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan remained.
The former had sealed off its mountain gates, while the latter still moved about the world.
It was hard not to suspect that the one who had harmed Spirit Hall was from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Pope's Palace.
Upon hearing that Ju Hua Guan had been severely injured, Bibi Dong frowned, her expression turning grim as she tightened her grip on her scepter.
"Outrageous!"
"Who dares lay a hand on someone from my Spirit Hall?!"
Ju Hua Guan had gone to investigate under her orders, only to be beaten into a grievously wounded state.
Was that not indirectly slapping the reigning Pope, Bibi Dong, in the face?
Just then, the doors of the Pope's Palace slowly opened.
Ghost and Ju Hua Guan entered.
Seeing Ju Hua Guan being supported by Ghost, Bibi Dong's tone softened slightly.
"Chrysanthemum Elder, what happened to you...?"
"Your Holiness, I... I came to report the news to you!"
"The person who injured me... was not an enemy of Spirit Hall."
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