The next day, Spirit Hall.
Elder Hall.
Dongfang Yu was discussing the remaining arrangements with Yue Guan and the others. Usurping power was no trivial matter, and Bibi Dong's prestige within Spirit Hall had long since taken deep root. They had to be cautious—extremely cautious.
"You've turned a quarter of them?" Dongfang Yu was somewhat surprised, then asked, "This won't get out, will it?"
Yue Guan smiled and shook his head. "Don't worry. First, they were already dissatisfied with this matter. After all, who would want some little girl leading them? Besides, your Uncle Yue hasn't spent all these years in Spirit Hall for nothing."
Seeing how confident he was, Dongfang Yu nodded solemnly.
With the people Yue Guan had won over, and with Qian Daoliu stepping forward when the time came, quite a few more people would definitely defect at the last moment.
By then, more than half of Bibi Dong's influence would be gone. With Ning Fengzhi stepping in at the end, the remaining people would yield under threats and inducements, and Bibi Dong would be powerless to turn the situation around.
If all else failed, he would kill them!
Only a small number would remain. He refused to believe they would not fear death.
The secret arrangements were nearly complete. Now, he had only two problems left.
One was Hu Liena, and the other was Bibi Dong.
Hu Liena was easy enough to handle. He only needed to lock her up. Bibi Dong, however, would be more troublesome.
Setting everything else aside, Bibi Dong was immensely powerful. If they truly fought without regard for the consequences, innocent people would inevitably be caught in the crossfire.
Moreover, it would not sound good if word got out. After all, she was still his teacher.
Dongfang Yu frowned. "Uncle Yue,