"Master, will that fierce woman try something behind our backs?" Lan Yi's tiny body floated beside Lan Changsheng, her question carrying a hint of childishness.
"She certainly has her own schemes, but we're not afraid."
"Exactly!" Lan Yi said excitedly. "The main thing is, Master and I together are invincible under heaven!"
"Haha. Let's go. It's time to head to the next place."
Lan Changsheng had not yet decided how to tell Tang San and the others about his cooperation with Spirit Hall. Actually, it was mainly Ah Yin...
He could only let nature take its course. Hopefully, they would understand when they heard the news.
A streak of purple-black light split the sky. When Bibi Dong landed back on the golden roof of the Papal Hall, her fingertips were still trembling slightly beneath her sleeves.
It was the frustration and unwillingness compressed in her chest, almost ready to explode.
She had commanded Spirit Hall for years, held the power of life and death, and looked down upon all living beings on the continent. When had anyone ever forced her into such a predicament? She knew perfectly well that he was dismantling Spirit Hall's century-old foundations, yet she could only grit her teeth and accept it-and personally help spread this new set of rules throughout the world.
Below the hall's steps, the cardinals and deacons who had received the summons were already waiting in a crowd. Seeing His Holiness the Pope return, they all bowed in unison.
No one dared ask how the battle had gone.
Everyone understood without saying it: for the Pope to return alone, seething with hostility, who knew how much indignity she had suffered? It left everyone present feeling ashamed, as though they themselves had been "humiliated."
"Summon all titled elders and cardinals to the