Qian Daoliu's Angel's Descent, My Grandson Is Still Alive! Million-Year Ice Dragon King Soul Bone!

Three days passed quickly.

Bibi Dong had just left the main hall and was preparing to return to her chambers. Her long legs, wrapped in silk stockings, and her curvaceous figure, paired with her luxurious papal robe, perfectly accentuated her noble bearing.

Her expression was calm, yet a madness and hysteria known to few lay hidden deep in her eyes.

Suddenly, a voice came from nearby.

"Tell me, where is my grandson?"

Qian Daoliu walked over slowly, radiating an immense pressure.

He stared fixedly at Bibi Dong, a suppressed flame flickering in his eyes.

"The time is up. You should give me an answer now!"

Qian Daoliu's gaze turned icy as his hand slowly clenched, as though he might strike at any moment.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and the tension reached its peak.

Bibi Dong stood outside the main hall, looking coldly at Qian Daoliu as she remained still.

Her voice was cold and resolute. "What? Are you that impatient? The grand worshipper of Spirit Hall, the man who once dominated the world—"

Qian Daoliu frowned and said in a deep voice, "The three-day deadline has arrived. Today, I must know!"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, and a hint of madness slowly emerged in her eyes.

Since you asked so sincerely, I'll be merciful and tell you!

A deep smile slowly appeared on her lips. Bibi Dong's voice was cold and merciless. "Qian Daoliu, your grandson is dead! I killed him with my own hands! The moment he was born, the moment he carried the bloodline of your Qian family, he was already dead!"

Dead?

"What did you say!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes widened in shock. He could not believe those words had come from Bibi Dong's mouth.

That was her biological son!

And Qian Daoliu's own