Bibi Dong lay face down on the ground, her entire body convulsing.
She stared at Yu Xiaogang's back. The man was bent over in a deep bow to Qian Renxue, his spine curved like a bow, humbled into the dust.
"Yu Xiaogang, how did you become like this...?"
She remembered that night many years ago, the lake in the hills behind Spirit Hall, the moonlight spilling across the water.
Yu Xiaogang had whispered so many sweet nothings, saying he would take her away from Spirit Hall, saying he would protect her for the rest of her life.
Back then, she had believed him.
But later, Qian Xunji had ruined her. She had waited and waited for Yu Xiaogang to rescue her, only to find that he did not even dare step through Spirit Hall's gates.
"Heh..." Bibi Dong laughed.
She laughed at how blind she had been, giving her heart to such a heartless, faithless man.
She was also grateful-grateful that she had never actually eloped with Yu Xiaogang.
Otherwise, she would never have become Spirit Hall's Pope. She would have been nothing more than the wife of a Level 29 Soul Grandmaster, washing clothes and cooking every day, living out a pathetic life.
Yet she was angry, too.
Angry that she should have seen through this man long ago, but the moment Yu Xiaogang had stood up just now, she had still felt hope.
Why couldn't her heart give up for good? Damn this love-addled brain!
Yu Xiaogang straightened without so much as glancing back at Bibi Dong.
He adjusted his robes and faced Qian Renxue, the righteous indignation on his face giving way to reverence.
"Your Majesty Qian Renxue! I am Yu Xiaogang, a teacher at Shrek Academy and a renowned researcher of Martial Soul Theory. Today, I