Inside the Pope's Palace.
The resplendent hall was now oppressively quiet.
Qian Xunji sat high upon the Papal Throne, his expression dark.
His subordinates had just reported what had happened at the Spirit Academy.
Bibi Dong had indeed gone to the Spirit Academy and watched the entire duel between Qian Renchuan and Huyan Feng in the Soul Fighting Arena.
But.
She had never gone to see Qian Renchuan and Qian Renxue.
After watching the match, she had left a single icy remark, then turned and walked away.
His subordinates had even reported the look of disgust and finality on Bibi Dong's face in meticulous detail.
After hearing those reports, Qian Xunji had remained silent for a long time, his expression grim.
Only then had he waved all the reporting subordinates out of the hall, sitting alone on the throne in the empty hall as he sank deep into thought.
He had originally believed that once Bibi Dong witnessed their children's peerless talents and formidable strength, the maternal love buried deep within her would surely awaken.
But Qian Xunji had never imagined that Bibi Dong could be so cold-blooded.
She had simply turned and left, unwilling to offer even a single word of concern.
If Xiao Xue and little Chuan had seen Bibi Dong's retreating figure as she walked away in disgust...
How devastated would those two children, waiting for their parents' praise, have been?
Only now, as he quieted down and thought it through carefully...
Did Qian Xunji realize that he had ultimately been indulging in wishful thinking, far too sure of himself.
And it was not just this incident.
It seemed that so many things he had done over the years had been driven by that same self-righteous certainty.
When he had forcibly kept Bibi Dong by his side,