Spirit City, Spirit Hall.
Ancient and elegant, magnificent halls towered above the ground, their solemn, imposing air inspiring awe.
The Pope's Palace.
Bibi Dong sat upright on her imperial throne, dignified and commanding, a golden Pope's Scepter in her hand. Her expression, however, was somewhat dark.
"Has that woman still not replied?"
Below her, cold sweat broke out on the messenger Shadow Guard's forehead. He lowered his head, his voice trembling. "Your Holiness, Her Highness the Young Master has yet to reply. Moreover, she seems to have been in even closer contact with Ji Hongchen lately."
Bibi Dong's brows knitted tightly.
"Does she even know what she's doing? She has no regard for the plan at all, actually running off to associate with people from the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."
The Shadow Guard spoke softly. "The Young Master said she knows where to draw the line and won't affect the plan. She also said she's doing this to win over the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."
"Foolish."
Bibi Dong snorted coldly. All she could think was that Qian Renxue was disregarding their grand plan for romance. It was sheer stupidity.
Yet seeing Qian Renxue on the verge of obtaining the throne made Bibi Dong deeply uncomfortable. Why should the vile spawn I gave birth to live better than I do?
"There must be no mishaps in the Nation-Stealing Plan."
After a moment's thought, a trace of venomous resentment flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes. She narrowed her gaze, then summoned Yue Guan and gave him her instructions.
"Yue Guan, go intercept and kill Ji Hongchen. Let that one understand what she should be doing now, rather than idling away her days."
A chill ran through Yue Guan.
"Your Holiness, according to the Young Master's latest information, Xue Ye is not