After Bibi Dong calmed down, Zhao Su carried her back to the bedroom in the Papal Hall.
He laid Bibi Dong on the bed.
Then he took a small porcelain bottle from the Storage Space in the jade pendant at his waist, poured out a pill, and fed it to Bibi Dong.
Just then, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei followed him inside.
Chrysanthemum Douluo looked rather pale. Although Zhao Su could not see Ghost Douluo's face, he knew that both men had clearly been injured by Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer Avatar as well.
"Take these pills and rest properly. Your injuries will heal soon!"
"Is His Holiness the Pope all right?"
Chrysanthemum Douluo stepped forward, looking worriedly at Bibi Dong as she lay on the bed with her brows slightly furrowed.
"She's fine. Once she sleeps and suppresses the inner demon within her, she'll be all right!"
Only then did Chrysanthemum Douluo relax. He turned to Zhao Su, who had already removed his black robe, and asked, "How should we deal with those four?"
"What use is there in keeping traitors alive?"
A trace of killing intent flashed through Zhao Su's eyes as he continued, "You needn't concern yourselves with them. I'll handle it myself!"
"Your Holiness, should we wait until His Holiness the Pope wakes before deciding?"
Ghost Douluo, who appeared as little more than a phantom with an indistinct face, raised his head and cautiously questioned Zhao Su.
"Hmm?"
"We leave everything to your judgment, Your Holiness!"
As Chrysanthemum Douluo spoke, he pulled Ghost Douluo along and respectfully withdrew.
After Yue Guan and Gui Mei left, Zhao Su sat down beside Bibi Dong's bed.
Before long, another phantom appeared behind Zhao Su and said, "Master, those four traitors have been executed!"
"Mm. Has