"Sect Master Ning, if I remember correctly, one of these six is your daughter."
"And you should know what happens when you refuse to show me respect."
Bibi Dong turned around, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ning Fengzhi.
Ning Fengzhi stood well over a hundred and eighty centimeters tall, while Bibi Dong was only a little over a hundred and seventy. There was a noticeable difference in their heights.
Yet beneath Bibi Dong's gaze, Ning Fengzhi felt something strange.
It was as though a giant ten thousand fathoms tall were looking down on him, and awe rose involuntarily in his heart.
The sensation was peculiar, but undeniably real.
"Of course I understand."
Panic stirred in Ning Fengzhi's heart. As he spoke, he frantically signaled Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo with his eyes.
However, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's desire to stay alive was clearly far stronger than Ning Fengzhi had imagined.
Under ordinary circumstances, Spirit Hall might have turned a blind eye to someone refusing to kneel before the Pope and let it slide.
But pulling something like this on an occasion like today-where did that leave Spirit Hall's dignity?
After all, thousands of Palace Guard Knights were watching, and dozens of competing teams were spectating outside.
The final point, and the most important one, was that Qian Chongling had once been the Pope as well.
By refusing to kneel before the current Pope today, the Shrek Six Monsters were effectively refusing to kneel before that scourge.
Slapping Qian Chongling in the face and trampling his dignity-with his old temper, he would have been unworthy of the name Blood Pope if he did not wipe out their entire clans.
"Rongrong, you and Oscar need to kneel now. If you don't hurry, it won't just be you two in serious trouble.