A Plan Against the Grandmaster, Angel Miss's Fury

At night, Xue Qinghe sat cross-legged on her bed, Soul Power circulating steadily through her body.

A faint ripple of Soul Power outside startled her out of her focused cultivation.

She understood at once. Someone had come calling late at night. Otherwise, the two Titled Douluo guarding her in secret would never have disturbed her cultivation.

"Salas is here."

Porcupinefish Douluo's voice reached her through a private transmission. Xue Qinghe nodded, rose, and headed for the study.

Inside, a figure shrouded in black was removing his outer cloak, revealing his face. It was none other than Salas, head of Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City and a Platinum Bishop.

Anyone who stumbled upon this scene would have been stunned. The First Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire was meeting privately with the head of Spirit Hall. It was almost unthinkable.

"Young Master."

Salas bowed respectfully.

Xue Qinghe gestured for him to sit, then took her place beside the desk, her fingertips resting lightly on its edge.

"Salas, what urgent matter brings you here so late? Has something happened at Spirit Hall?"

"Well..."

Salas's mouth twitched. He looked hesitant, as though he did not know where to begin.

"Speak plainly."

Xue Qinghe's voice remained gentle, but it carried an unmistakable authority.

"The Pope said..."

Salas still hesitated.

"What is that woman up to now?"

At the mention of the Pope's orders, impatience entered Xue Qinghe's voice. Her mood had plainly soured. "The Pope says she has discovered the Grandmaster's true identity and intends to announce it to the whole continent."

Xue Qinghe's expression brightened at once, surprise flickering in her eyes.

Salas realized she had misunderstood. Not daring to drag this out any longer, he hurried to explain everything. "The Pope says we cannot go on failing to identify the Grandmaster.