Spirit Hall's men hauled Flender and Liu Erlong away. Qian Daoliu held his head high and puffed out his chest, looking ready to personally interrogate the two criminals who had run wild in Spirit City.
"Grandpa..."
A gentle voice tinged with reproach rang out.
Qian Daoliu froze and turned awkwardly, only to find Qian Renxue staring at him in utter exasperation.
"Xue'er..." The little old man still wanted to save some face. He coughed awkwardly and explained with a straight face, "Xue'er, I need to thoroughly interrogate these two Soul Saints who tried to attack the Pope. I suspect they're assassins sent by Evil Soul Masters."
Qian Renxue: "..."
Two Soul Saints trying to assassinate a Titled Douluo? Grandpa, do you take me for an idiot?
"Grandpa, don't even think about slacking off. Get back there and finish your paperwork!" Qian Renxue pushed Qian Daoliu from behind, looking utterly helpless at her grandfather's antics.
Qian Daoliu sighed in resignation. All the vigor seemed to drain out of him as he obediently went back to being a workhorse.
Qian Renxue was just about to interrogate the two people who had dared to cause trouble at Spirit Hall when she happened to run into Bai Ranmo, who was wandering around with nothing to do.
"My dear martial niece, what happened?" Bai Ranmo asked curiously.
Qian Renxue told him what had just happened.
"I know those two. They're Flender and Liu Erlong from that Farting Triangle or whatever. One's an ultimate simp, and the other's a brain-dead idiot who wants to commit incest with her cousin." Bai Ranmo struck his open palm with his fist, looking as though everything had clicked into place.
"Friends of that Big Waste Gang?" Qian Renxue knitted her brows, her whole face twisting in disgust.
Earlier, she had